Jessica Weaver

Over the past month, I’ve been asked the same question multiple times:“In hindsight, would you do things differently with your daughter?” My first response was always no. I live for my daughters. Everything I did for and with Taylor came from love and what I truly believed was in her best interest. I coached her sports. I attended every school event. We ate dinner together every night. I was the one picking her up from school, asking about her day. I was present. So, no, I wouldn’t do...

When I say, "Losing my daughter felt like my life was over," I am speaking honestly. The day'I lost Taylor, I didn't want to breathe. I didn't want to stand. I didn't want to exist. Some people may think,"But you still had another daughter and a family to live for." And that is true. But this story is not about my daughters' journeys - it is about my own. In those moments, I lost faith in myself, even in my ability to be a mother. Staying alive, minute by minute, was all I could manage. Those...

Dealing with my grief has stirred up a lot of guilt—both towards myself and from the expectations I feel from others. Often, these...