The death of a child is unimaginable. Your heart breaks into a million pieces as you ponder what their life would be like.
By Melissa Bangs. The agony of missing my daughter was accompanied by the shame of abandoning her.
By Stephanie Land. I know I'm headed for a hard road, raising two kids on my own.
By Crystalee Beck. She will disappear as quickly as she came and part of me will miss her.
You haven’t yet been matched to us. We haven’t yet learned your story or locked eyes with you for the first time. Yet, you exist.
What I understand now is that accepting how little control I have means leaving my heart wide open at all times.
By Kathy Glow. The pregnancy test was positive. And for once, I wasn’t happy about it.
I am alone in a hospital room nine months later. Dana and our unborn child were just carted away by a swarm of doctors.