Will You Get Bitter or Better?
“Instead of complaining that the rose bush is full of thorns, be happy the thorn bush has roses.” ~Proverb
I am a member of a mercifully small subset of society. I am the mother of a dead child.
Twenty years ago, my daughter Grace—my first child, my only girl—was born prematurely and died 32-minutes later. As I write this, I am astonished that it has been twenty years since I met my daughter for the only time.
Time stopped for me when Grace took her last little breath. And I was certain that my life could never start again.
I …