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You were frantically trying to communicate with me- a breathing tube down your throat, unable to talk. Your chest broken into pieces, lungs bruised.

The day before, I stood across from your bed and listened as we told you she died. She never even made it to the hospital. You couldn’t cry, couldn’t ask questions, couldn’t move. Tears welled up in my eyes and I tried not to imagine if that were me and my best friend, my better half in that car as it fell from the icy bridge. It’s hard to push those thoughts away. To stay outside myself. To not be consumed by one of my greatest fears...

The following week, I cared for you again. The tubes were out and we talked. You made me laugh and i marveled at your strength and ability to find joy in the little things.

When you left, I made you a card and told you how proud I was of all you had overcome. I told you I would always remember you and we hugged and cried. We were grateful for each other. It was one of the darkest moments of your life and yet somehow you shone a light into mine.

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You were frantically trying to communicate with me- a breathing tube down your throat, unable to talk. Your chest broken into pieces, lungs bruised.

The day before, I stood across from your bed and listened as we told you she died. She never even made it to the hospital. You couldn’t cry, couldn’t ask questions, couldn’t move. Tears welled up in my eyes and I tried not to imagine if that were me and my best friend, my better half in that car as it fell from the icy bridge. It’s hard to push those thoughts away. To stay outside myself. To not be consumed by one of my greatest fears...

The following week, I cared for you again. The tubes were out and we talked. You made me laugh and i marveled at your strength and ability to find joy in the little things.

When you left, I made you a card and told you how proud I was of all you had overcome. I told you I would always remember you and we hugged and cried. We were grateful for each other. It was one of the darkest moments of your life and yet somehow you shone a light into mine.

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You were frantically trying to communicate with me- a breathing tube down your throat, unable to talk. Your chest broken into pieces, lungs bruised.

The day before, I stood across from your bed and listened as we told you she died. She never even made it to the hospital. You couldn’t cry, couldn’t ask questions, couldn’t move. Tears welled up in my eyes and I tried not to imagine if that were me and my best friend, my better half in that car as it fell from the icy bridge. It’s hard to push those thoughts away. To stay outside myself. To not be consumed by one of my greatest fears...

The following week, I cared for you again. The tubes were out and we talked. You made me laugh and i marveled at your strength and ability to find joy in the little things.

When you left, I made you a card and told you how proud I was of all you had overcome. I told you I would always remember you and we hugged and cried. We were grateful for each other. It was one of the darkest moments of your life and yet somehow you shone a light into mine.

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You were frantically trying to communicate with me- a breathing tube down your throat, unable to talk. Your chest broken into pieces, lungs bruised.

The day before, I stood across from your bed and listened as we told you she died. She never even made it to the hospital. You couldn’t cry, couldn’t ask questions, couldn’t move. Tears welled up in my eyes and I tried not to imagine if that were me and my best friend, my better half in that car as it fell from the icy bridge. It’s hard to push those thoughts away. To stay outside myself. To not be consumed by one of my greatest fears...

The following week, I cared for you again. The tubes were out and we talked. You made me laugh and i marveled at your strength and ability to find joy in the little things.

When you left, I made you a card and told you how proud I was of all you had overcome. I told you I would always remember you and we hugged and cried. We were grateful for each other. It was one of the darkest moments of your life and yet somehow you shone a light into mine.

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You were frantically trying to communicate with me- a breathing tube down your throat, unable to talk. Your chest broken into pieces, lungs bruised.

The day before, I stood across from your bed and listened as we told you she died. She never even made it to the hospital. You couldn’t cry, couldn’t ask questions, couldn’t move. Tears welled up in my eyes and I tried not to imagine if that were me and my best friend, my better half in that car as it fell from the icy bridge. It’s hard to push those thoughts away. To stay outside myself. To not be consumed by one of my greatest fears...

The following week, I cared for you again. The tubes were out and we talked. You made me laugh and i marveled at your strength and ability to find joy in the little things.

When you left, I made you a card and told you how proud I was of all you had overcome. I told you I would always remember you and we hugged and cried. We were grateful for each other. It was one of the darkest moments of your life and yet somehow you shone a light into mine.

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You were frantically trying to communicate with me- a breathing tube down your throat, unable to talk. Your chest broken into pieces, lungs bruised.

The day before, I stood across from your bed and listened as we told you she died. She never even made it to the hospital. You couldn’t cry, couldn’t ask questions, couldn’t move. Tears welled up in my eyes and I tried not to imagine if that were me and my best friend, my better half in that car as it fell from the icy bridge. It’s hard to push those thoughts away. To stay outside myself. To not be consumed by one of my greatest fears...

The following week, I cared for you again. The tubes were out and we talked. You made me laugh and i marveled at your strength and ability to find joy in the little things.

When you left, I made you a card and told you how proud I was of all you had overcome. I told you I would always remember you and we hugged and cried. We were grateful for each other. It was one of the darkest moments of your life and yet somehow you shone a light into mine.

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You were frantically trying to communicate with me- a breathing tube down your throat, unable to talk. Your chest broken into pieces, lungs bruised.

The day before, I stood across from your bed and listened as we told you she died. She never even made it to the hospital. You couldn’t cry, couldn’t ask questions, couldn’t move. Tears welled up in my eyes and I tried not to imagine if that were me and my best friend, my better half in that car as it fell from the icy bridge. It’s hard to push those thoughts away. To stay outside myself. To not be consumed by one of my greatest fears...

The following week, I cared for you again. The tubes were out and we talked. You made me laugh and i marveled at your strength and ability to find joy in the little things.

When you left, I made you a card and told you how proud I was of all you had overcome. I told you I would always remember you and we hugged and cried. We were grateful for each other. It was one of the darkest moments of your life and yet somehow you shone a light into mine.

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You were frantically trying to communicate with me- a breathing tube down your throat, unable to talk. Your chest broken into pieces, lungs bruised.

The day before, I stood across from your bed and listened as we told you she died. She never even made it to the hospital. You couldn’t cry, couldn’t ask questions, couldn’t move. Tears welled up in my eyes and I tried not to imagine if that were me and my best friend, my better half in that car as it fell from the icy bridge. It’s hard to push those thoughts away. To stay outside myself. To not be consumed by one of my greatest fears...

The following week, I cared for you again. The tubes were out and we talked. You made me laugh and i marveled at your strength and ability to find joy in the little things.

When you left, I made you a card and told you how proud I was of all you had overcome. I told you I would always remember you and we hugged and cried. We were grateful for each other. It was one of the darkest moments of your life and yet somehow you shone a light into mine.

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