I Understand

“Helen,” she said, as she wiped away her tears, “I hope you never have to experience this. I hope you never have to feel what it feels like to be making a decision that could be ending someone’s life.” Her mom had just literally passed, the room still felt like full of her presence. My… Continue reading I Understand

The Love of a Mom

Before I had children, my mom would always tell me that I would never fully understand the meaning of love until I became a mother. Of course, I never believed her. I was in my late teens.. I had experience love in many ways… I loved her, I loved my friends and I had my… Continue reading The Love of a Mom