When words are hard to find, you can always start by listening.
How does it feel to get good care? A mother tells us about it.
When words are hard to find, you can always start by listening.
How does it feel to get good care? A mother tells us about it.
Nicolas was a beautiful child, with a lot of brown hair and ears so perfect they looked painted, but his mother will never know that.
The mothers, the lives, the pains, the words that cure. A story.
Experiencing the loss of a child, surviving him in a completely unnatural way, has radically changed my way of being, of thinking, of facing others.
With a flap of wings I’ll be there for you, where the sky is deep and the gaze is lost in the immense.
That morning was not morning. And it wasn’t even afternoon. It was that wrong hour when a summer morning feels like a winter afternoon. The Little Man with the Top…
Francesco was born 31 weeks +1. It weighed about 900 grams.
A TIN mother gives us her rich testimony as a mother, a woman and a professional who lived the experience of the death of her premature baby, describing with so…
This is the letter from a student of ours, now a brilliant medical graduate. His words are very important and precious: for those who care, and for those who receive…
Dear Doctor X, you will most likely not remember me, I am Katia, Angelo’s mother. Angelo was born in his hospital on 26-03-2010. March 26, 25 weeks.