My timeline generally consists of,
“I find joy and comfort in the Resurrection of Christ”,
and people screeching at me that I should be less trusting of Christ’s promise.
My husband has seen my intestines removed from my abdomen while they pulled our dying child out of my body.
He spent the next year wiping every tear from my eye, cleaning snot off of my face, and holding me while I puked from the rawness of my grief.
Having sex with someone who already has multiple children by multiple women, and has no intention of marrying you and actually parenting your child and leading you as a husband is neither conservative or right wing.
I am currently nursing my husband through an extraordinarily traumatic accident. I have washed and clothed every part of his body, fed him with my own hands, and run interference for him when he was suffering.
If you are seeing this-
Please note that we are currently involved in the process of applying for permanent disability- this takes time; so until then, if you’ve a mind (link broken to avoid reach stifling)
https://www.gofundme. com/f/support-sarahs-family-through-crisis
I can’t even look at this without it sending a seismic wave of grief through me.
My husband will be 60 tomorrow, and I will be 50 at the end of the month, and we have given up on the idea of grandchildren. It’s just too painful to think about.
A lot of millennials and younger
I know a huge number of people in their 60s and 70s with one grandchild at most. Many with zero.
These people had 3-4 kids of their own, and they assumed their kids would do the same. They planned for 10-15 grandkids at this age.
Not for me to judge, but it’s sad to see.
He filed a lawsuit against Catholic nuns because they wouldn’t pay for abortifacient contraception and/or abortions.
Ask again, how we got so toxic and divided.