“There are no words, not in English, Spanish, Arabic, or Hebrew, that have been invented to explain what it’s like to lose a child. The nightmarish heartache of it. The unexplainable trepidation that follows. No mother loses a child without… — D.E. Eliot Copy Share Image
“I don’t want to be hurt again, so I’ll prepare myself for the worst and hope for the best. The thing is, nothing lasts… — D.E. Eliot Copy Share Image
“A dog always knows where it can find food to eat, so it’ll come running look- ing for a fool to feed it. Honey,… — D.E. Eliot Copy Share Image
“You got three kids, three deadbeat baby daddies. How in the hell are you going to be able to attend college while managing a… — D.E. Eliot Copy Share Image
“Denise Collins would be the first to tell you that there are no words. She never knew pain—not like this. Pain so endless, so… — D.E. Eliot Copy Share Image
“There are no words, not in English, Spanish, Arabic, or Hebrew, that have been invented to explain what it’s like to lose a child.… — D.E. Eliot Copy Share Image
“These spinning rooms leave us with so much to ponder, so much to remember, nothing left to regret. It doesn’t matter how we began,… — D.E. Eliot Copy Share Image
“Love is eternal medicine even when the one you love is gone. Love is the ultimate cure to healing all wounds.” — D.E. Eliot Copy Share Image
