Maybe I don’t know what it’s like to be physically dependent on drugs. Yes, that you are right. I’ve never been physically addicted to anything myself. But losing my mother to addiction and having a child with someone who was tormented by the same disease has given me some insight that I pray nobody else … Read more
**I AM NOT THE ORIGINAL WRITER** The answer is simple. Right there. At the pre-natal class. At the parenting class. Laboring to give birth. Soothing her crying baby. Rocking her baby. Watching her baby sleep. Right there. Recording her baby’s milestones. Child-proofing her house. Preserving a tiny tooth, a clip of hair. Strapping her … Read more
Forgive yourself. Those two words sound so simple. I have to tell myself this daily. There is not a day that goes by that the thought doesn’t cross my mind, I killed her myself. That I am responsible. It’s my fault my baby sisters don’t have a mother. It’s my fault my grandparents don’t have … Read more
