Would you give your life for another? Is the life of a mother worth more than that of an unmarried, childless woman?

These were not the questions Georgina expecting be asking herself after leaving a Titanic exhibition, but one simple card had forever connected her life with the death of Edith Evans. 

Is it possible for the loss of one son to be erased by the birth of another? 

What if they were so similar it was like your lost child had been born again?

A vibrant bunch of flowers delivered to your office on Valentine's Day. It's every girl's dream, right? 

Is abortion a woman's source of freedom or a symptom of her oppression? 

Where is the line between one person's opinion and another person's right to choose?

Can you really be a feminist and pro-life?

Would you marry the man you loved, knowing he would soon die?

Could you make yourself a widow before you even turned twenty?

Where do you go when you have given everything you have to another?

What are you left with when that person no longer wants you? 

How do you find the courage to find yourself when you've never existed on your own?