Having volunteered with Shot@Life for the past several years, I know it’s possible that we may eradicate polio in our lifetime.
I used to invite my friends in to listen to my Michael Jackson album. (And yes…this now sounds like a “back in my day, we used to have to walk 30 miles in the snow UPHILL to get to school…and GAH I feel old.)
I was chatting with a friend about the differences in the way we coparent with our exes. “You and your ex have it easy. I wish we could.”
Your name is Emily. You are loved. Fiercely. You complete our family, and it is hard to imagine being without you. But you don’t exist. You never did. And you never will.
Dear last child of mine, You are the last baby I will hold, the last baby whose soft body I will smell, the last one I will feed and comfort at night.