The flash burn ravage of having the story of my husband's newly revealed affair told in the media will never leave me.
I laid in a hospital bed with my family one morning, while most of you slept, I said goodbye to my love, my daughter. I saw her stop breathing, I saw her eyes close… I miss her but she built me.
No parent wants to see their children suffer just as no parent wants to accept the daunting realization that we can’t control for it either. I spent time feeling depressed and angry for not getting what I felt I was due.
It was decided that Resurrected Together was not the right fit or timing to publicize her story, but I wanted the subject matter to still have the platform and recognition it deserves.
“Multiple heart defects.” I heard nothing after that. I sat through the rest of the appointment staring at this tiny baby in my arms and continued to stare at him in the gigantic car seat the entire way home.
This month's decision was unique in that right as I was setting out to honor someone under my Resurrected Together initiative, a movement was born.
Unlike other illnesses like leukemia or cerebral palsy, no one could see my son’s pain and struggle. People expect more when the struggle isn't visible from the outside. We fought to provide what he needed in a society that is not set up to support what it doesn't understand.
Meet Lyn. She is a wife, woman, mother and survivor. Lyn is many things and like many of us, she is not all of what you see from the outside. However, I would argue that she is unlike many of us in that she is stepping outside on a platform of truth. Lyn is courageously sharing her story so that other women can trust that although the honesty might sting and evoke fear, it can also create strength and ignite hope.