There are details about our children that live forever inside a mother’s heart — the way they smile, the sound of their laughter, the names the world gives them, the energy they carry into every room. My daughter Lilly  had a light that everyone felt. Her friends adored her, and the affectionate nickname they gave her became part of who she was, a symbol of how loved she was by the people around her. After losing her, even the smallest reminder of her felt like a tap on my heart. Not painful...

I Signed Lilly’s Birth Certificate. I Signed Her Death Certificate. Two pieces of paper that mark the beginning and the end of a life...

Moiz proposed! Those two words carry so much joy… and so much ache. It’s a moment filled with excitement, laughter, and happy tears—but...