Wandering round town yesterday the shops were full of Mother’s Day stuff – it will be Mother’s Day a week on Sunday. Seeing the Mother’s Day stuff reminded me of my babies.
There aren’t many days when I don’t think about my babies and I’m able to think about them now without that unbearable searing pain that tore right through me. It amazes me that that is the case!!! At least I don’t hurt over them now, Jesus has done a lot of healing in me, but I do ache for them.
Today I was feeling a really deep ache inside thinking about Macey, Faith, Charlie, Shaun, Tricia, Trudi, Phil and Joy. Just wanting to be able to hold them and look in their eyes and tell them that momma loves them and seeing that they do believe me. I know that they’re safe and being brought up in heaven, but they’ll always be my babies and I ache to hold them and love on them and be a momma to them.
2 March 2010
I am a survivor of extremely severe ritualistic childhood abuse and sadistic systematic torture. Without God's intervention in my life I wouldn't be here - NOW is the time for me to tell MY story by speaking the TRUTH about MY life. I will be silenced no more! On this blog I share MY life, MY healing journey; helpful quotes/stuff I come across and MY thoughts along the way. The more I speak out the more liberated I am from the shame and trauma of the abuse. My broken wings are gradually being restored. This blog has helped me begin to get my voice back and documents the journey God is taking me on to heal me from the trauma and damage caused by that most appalling abuse.