my daughter saved me
My daughter is changing me in so many ways, ways I couldn’t have imagined before she arrived. One second I was begging for death to welcome me, and now I fear the very thought of ever leaving my daughter. I wouldn’t change anything I went through because it made me stronger, and gave me a calling. I’m finally able to see the grace, mercy, and glory within it all.
So writes Barbara Verneus in this personal essay reflecting on the difficulties—and attendant joys—of having her daughter.
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