grief
Losing a family member is one of the most traumatic life events; Families must support one another to endure the five stages of grief and get through it together.
Dear Damien
How to survive after losing your child is such a hard thought no one has a concrete answer to. When your child's last heart beat on the monitor beats its last beat, your breath drops and your heart feels numb. You as a mother feel guilty for even still breathing and walking.
By Ashley Antoinette7 years ago in Families
To My New Hero in Heaven
To my new Hero in Heaven, I think it goes without saying that we miss you more than anything and that none of us can go a single day without thinking of you at least three times. I'm sure I'm not the only one who closes my eyes and tries to hear your voice in my head or imagine how much better it would feel if you were sitting next me. We all lost a huge piece of ourselves when we lost you, though we know in some way you are still here.
By Paranneting/Anne Reboa7 years ago in Families
"We Think She's Having a Heart Attack"
Flash back three and a half years. I just gave birth to the most non alien looking, beautiful baby girl. My life had been a s*** show before I became pregnant with her. Her daddy and I were headed down the wrong path when we found out we were eggo preggo. After crying for weeks, I accepted the fact, and began loving and caring for this tiny little human in me. So no, I was not one of those moms who was over the moon excited to be pregnant at first. I still feel guilt for this, but I never loved my daughter any less.
By Korrie Denton7 years ago in Families
You Are So Loved
Unfortunately, my life has been touched by suicide. During high school, I struggled with self harm and suicidal feelings. I didn't have a productive way of coping with stress, and self harm became my coping mechanism. Now, I know now that self harm is not an appropriate coping mechanism, but when I was younger, for some reason it was the only thing I could think of to calm my anxious mind. This unfortunately was a struggle throughout all of my high school career, up until halfway through my senior year. I made some really amazing friends my senior year of high school, and I was the captain of my high schools color guard. I had a solo in our indoor show, and I felt like I finally had a place. Luckily for me, things only went up from there, and I learned more positive ways to deal with my stress. Now I clean. Other people aren’t always as lucky, however. They don’t find their place, and they don’t realize how loved they truly are until it’s too late.
By Hannah York 7 years ago in Families
Never Ending Cycles
So you've been trying to start or add to your family. You might be trying for your first child, you may have remarried and you want more children, or you're trying for baby number 2 but months and months have gone by. Heck, maybe even a year or more.
By Marissa Jason7 years ago in Families
I Am a Childless Mother
Nothing is more exciting or more terrifying than seeing those two blue lines of a positive pregnancy test. Your mind starts to race, joy, fear, uncertainty, and love are some of the emotions that start to take over as you think about the future. You start to think about the little things: boy or girl, will it look like me or my partner, what will they be when they grow up, will I be a good parent? Then you think about the big things: how will we afford things like food, diapers, and clothes, how will we pay for collage, what morals and lessons will be best to teach for a happy and successful life?
By Tawni Hardy7 years ago in Families
Gone for Good
How Will I Tell the Children? October 10, 2018 By: Emily DeLuca Cassie awoke as she did every day, bright and early and full of vigor. She started her day as she always did, brewing a fresh, strong pot of coffee, awaiting the moment her two children would awaken. It was summer so there was no need to set out clothes or prepare their lunch boxes; this left her time to check out the latest going on in the world of Facebook followed by the daily email check.
By Duch DeLuca7 years ago in Families
The Girl Who Lost Her Mother
"Mommy, why did you leave me?" was something I said to myself each and every day. I never thought that something so horrible could ever happen to me; but yet it did. The last time something bad happened to me was Hurricane Katrina. I was 5 at the time, but I never really thought about it. I never thought about how we had to leave our home in New Orleans and move to Texas. I never thought about how my father had lost his job, and my mother had to find another college to attend. Why? Because I was naïve. It wasn't until she left me that I woke up. That's when I knew that everything wasn't perfect in this world. That's when I knew, that my life wouldn't be all smiles.
By Hope Osiemi7 years ago in Families
Miscarriage Awareness
October 15th is National Pregnancy and Infant Loss Remembrance Day. Never did it cross my mind that this day would be something I would be a part of. I don’t think anyone thinks they will be a part of it but the reality is 1 in 4 women will experience a miscarriage. Why don’t we know this? Why didn’t I know this? It’s not a subject anyone wants to discuss but knowing that this is common is something women need to know. Us ‘1 in 4’s’ need to know it’s not our fault, we didn’t cause it. It’s “normal.” As terrible as that sounds. I want to share an open letter I wrote for women who have had the unfortunate chance of being the ‘1 in 4.’
By Haley Madison7 years ago in Families
Losing Mom
Mom, the nurturing, caregiver who always has your back. I was only 4 when my mom lost her battle to breast cancer at only 30 years young. For most, this is something they won’t experience until later in life but whether you are 4 or 64 losing your mother is an emotional roller coaster that just becomes slightly barable overtime.
By Kristie Bochman7 years ago in Families
Today We Buried My Grandma
Today we buried my grandma. I couldn't have been more appalled. I knew she had passed away, obviously, but it really didn't hit me until I was there, standing at her casket. I don't know why. I was there when she was in the hospital. I stood by her bedside while a priest prayed over her. I knew what was coming. I would like to say I was mentally prepared. That would be a lie though. My grandma was one of those people that you never picture dying. I honestly thought I would pass away before she did. I never thought of her as sick or old. She was in her 90s and I still fully believe she could've kicked my butt. I know I'm not the only one who thought this. Just looking around the room it was pretty obvious that no one there was prepared for her passing. She was the only grandparent I ever really knew and listening to people talk about her today I cried even harder because there's so much I didn't know about her too.
By Michelle Schultz7 years ago in Families
