It has been twenty-five years since I received the news that my mother was being admitted to the hospital due to a previously undiagnosed rare autoimmune disease that was wreaking havoc in her body. Twenty-five years since I sat by her bedside and held her hand. Twenty-five years since she looked into my husband’s eyes and asked him to please take good care of me. Twenty-five years since I kissed her goodnight and told her that I loved her. Twenty-five years since we were summoned to the hospital in the middle of the night and informed that there was nothing
Category: motherhood
She turned twenty a few months ago. The one whose arrival in the world brought to me the title of “mother.” Has it really been twenty years? Maybe that doesn’t seem like a long time to some. But for me, the one who was once labeled “infertile,” it is simply miraculous! I do not take for granted this gift of motherhood that I have received. As my good friend Murley says, I am “livin’ the dream!” As I reflect on the past two decades, I am amazed at all that I have learned while on this journey. A few