The silence after my father died last spring had a physical weight. For years, it had been just the two of us, a team bound
Month: December 2025
Imagine the moment: you’re expecting identical twins, a rare and joyous event. Then, imagine that joy being met not with celebration, but with a repeated,
The morning of Brian’s first birthday since his passing was hushed, the quiet feeling like a presence of its own. For his wife, Linda, and
The sight of my daughter in that hospital bed would break any mother’s heart. For me, it activated a different protocol. Clara’s bruises told a
It was just a sandwich. On a bitingly cold afternoon, I saw a man and his dog huddled in the corner of a grocery store
Grief often arrives without warning, leaving those in its wake frozen and isolated. For 91-year-old Agnes, it arrived on an otherwise quiet afternoon, taking her
The kitchen was warm, filled with the familiar scents of a holiday. My husband, Cole, was unpacking groceries, and our dog snoozed under the table.
He left for a beach vacation when our daughter was four weeks old and I was weeks into recovering from a C-section. He returned to
I know what it means to be left alone when you need help the most. My husband was a police officer, a man who spent
The job of a White House correspondent is to seek answers and hold officials accountable. This week, ABC News’s Rachel Scott performed that core function,