“As I stood over her and spent those last few minutes with her, blood was cascading down my legs and onto the floor. I didn't care - my womb was crying. Everything about me was crying. Watching them wheel her away broke me. My life ended then and there."
“I hadn't seen him in nearly 13 years, he was 4 years old then, but everything seemed to fit… I slowly walked over to him, and his family. I slowly approached him, and when he looked at me... I shattered the ice."
"Do you hear me? I was ENOUGH. I was more than enough. But for the wrong man, It did not matter. You may be the rib, but a rib cannot fit comfortably in a body it was not designed for."
