“This is the story of a little girl’s love of a green dress, a mother who tries to instill independence, and how those two things came together in the most epic and brilliant combination possible."
"I got in the front and he put our baby in her seat. I have no memory of the rest of the night. Jake died that night. I lost my husband, and I became a widow at 18."
"I fell to my knees, and then to my back. It came from up from my gut. I could almost physically feel it moving to the top of my abdomen, to my chest, into my neck and then my head. I cannot describe the pain. It was like my soul was slowly being ripped away from my body."
"One day, I kissed my husband goodbye and told him I loved him as he was leaving for work, only to receive a phone call several hours later... I instantly became a widow at the age of 25, with three precious boys under the age of three."
