Giving Voice to the Babies We Bury
In the 1940s, between my grandmother’s fourth child and my father, she experienced the premature birth of a baby. Family history…
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In the 1940s, between my grandmother’s fourth child and my father, she experienced the premature birth of a baby. Family history…
Continue ReadingThe last living memory I have of my best friend before she died was centered around a Scrabble board. One…
Continue ReadingNo one is really ever prepared for loss. Moreover, there is no tutorial on all that comes with it. Whether…
Continue ReadingWe drive by a hospital. It’s not the one my mother was in, but it still brings the same sting…
Continue ReadingJeannine Ann Eddings Morris grew up in western Kentucky as the oldest daughter of hard-working parents, who both worked at…
Continue ReadingIf you had known me for the first 45 years of my life, you would say I was an extrovert.…
Continue ReadingMy mother is an extraordinary woman. She inspires me to be a better person. She has spent seven years selflessly…
Continue ReadingTo the average person, it was a typical Wisconsin Friday in October—wet, dreary, and a bit nippy. To my wife…
Continue ReadingWhen you hear the term miscarriage, what do you think? My initial thought was the loss of an unborn child,…
Continue ReadingAt first, I wanted to hide. I didn’t want to face people anywhere, not at the grocery store, not at…
Continue ReadingMy daddy went home to the arms of Jesus just a few short days before Christmas. My family was given…
Continue ReadingThis was the fifth time I’d seen those two pink lines letting me know that a baby was on the…
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