A quote I heard recently, "When you become a mother your instinct is to protect your child at any cost, but when that child dies in your arms, your instinct, instead, becomes to protect the memory of them at any cost."
I can't tell you how many times I've almost deleted this website. I can't tell you how many times this week, I've at least thought about leaving the site just the way it is, to not add another word. You see, for every 20 encouraging words I receive, there's one person using my words against me. One person twisting my words. One person discussing my blog, and what they're upset about, and what they disagree with, to everyone BUT me.
It can get old. It can be upsetting. But, I just have to remember all the people that I am helping. All the silent readers who have been faithful since day one. All the strangers who reach out to me just to tell me what my blog, and my story, and my son, has meant to them...