In Memory of my Daughter
Before you read this, I want to gently share that this post contains content around pregnancy loss and stillbirth. This next piece was written by our niece Hailey, and I do not say this lightly, we are so incredibly proud of her. Proud of her strength, her honesty, and her willingness to put words to something so many carry silently. There are moments in life that change you forever. The kind you don’t move on from, but instead learn to carry. This is one of those stories. Sh
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Christmas in Room 214
By Donna Simard Christina watched snowflakes drift softly from the sky, turning the world outside the hospital window into a quiet winter postcard. Normally, snowfall during the Christmas season filled her with joy, but this year, joy felt far away. Instead, she felt fear, uncertainty, and the hollow ache of not knowing what came next. She turned toward her eight-year-old daughter, Bella, lying in the hospital bed with IV lines and monitors gently beeping beside her. Bella wa
Dec 23, 20254 min read
The Christmas Light Challenge
Some mornings catch you off guard in the best way. Today was one of those mornings. I walked into the living room, coffee in hand, and the glow of the Christmas tree hit me in that nostalgic way. The house was quiet, the kind of quiet I never appreciated when the kids were little because it barely existed back then. Now it shows up more often, and I find myself soaking it in a little longer. The tree looked beautiful, a mix of ornaments that had survived years of shifting han
Dec 7, 20253 min read
