“Three months prior to our wedding, my son went on vacation with his biological mother. Unbeknownst to us, her plan was to never return. We got the message that crushed us to the core. As I sat with my head buried in my hands, my wife gave me the strength I never knew I had.”
“At the top of his planner was a name I didn’t recognize. I called. ‘Hello sir, my name is Sarah. I’m the daughter of Eugene. He has you here in his phone book but I’m not sure how you know him. Are you from his days in New Jersey?’ At that moment, my memory came back, and I could feel the surge of emotion in me.”
“In an instant, my whole world came crashing down. I knew I needed to call my mom. I had no idea how to break the news to her though. That’s a parent’s worst nightmare.”
“The babies were positioned in the same way, their weights were ounces off, and length was the same. Our doctor and the ultrasound technician could not believe their eyes!”
“During my dad’s visit, he reminded me of a story that helped me to accept everything happens for a reason. I️ don’t think it was a coincidence I received the email on my daughter’s second birthday, September 6th. But I’ll let you decide.”
“It started on the cold lonely bathroom floor where I lay in a pool of my own blood, saying goodbye to the children my body could not protect, grow, and nurture. Three pregnancies in nine months that all end in miscarriage is not good for the body. Or the mind. Or the soul.”
“ANY pitcher would be understood if he pumped his fists, pointed skyward, or became the center of a baseball pig pile.”
After 23 years in jail, Nevest Coleman wants to get back to work.