Remembered. Not forgotten.

Sep 9, 2016

I’m nearly 40 years old, and I wept the other morning, reflecting upon how a volunteer, Michelle, held me in the NICU thirty-nine years ago and has never forgotten me. We were blessed to meet one another a few years ago, but she surprised me this week by being...

Marching for Life

Jan 21, 2016

I march. By the grace of God, whether I’m in DC for the March for Life or not, I march everyday. From the moment I was subjected to a saline infusion abortion that was forced upon my birthmother and I was meant to be scalded to death in the womb, I marched....

For Better or Worse….

Oct 3, 2015

As originally published at The Mighty on May 7, 2014: When I said “for better or for worse” nearly 10 years ago, I meant it, but in all honesty, I’m not sure what I thought “for better or for worse” was going to look like in our marriage. Job changes, financial...

To the doctor who asked if my other daughter was “normal,”

Oct 3, 2015

As originally posted on The Mighty on June 9, 2015: To the doctor who asked if my other daughter was “normal,” You may not remember me or my daughters, but you saw us recently at an urgent care center when our 9-month-old, Ava, was suffering from yet another double...