Surviving the journey of sharing your story.
For all those who know the story well.
The secret a child won't tell.
Today, I admitted something out loud-I am exhausted. The tug on my heart is more than I can bear. To withstand more of the same is beyond my ability.
She'll smile a lie, and grin away the truth, In a shattered display, disguised for you.
For years, I was abused. My nights were terrorized, and my days were haunted by evil. I was threatened into silence, and feared for the life of those I loved the most.
Though I experienced trauma, I chose to not live traumatized.
I used to think "Why did God allow this." Evil wants nothing to do with God, and we have free will in this world. Combine evil with free will, and you get evil acts.
...You have no power here. Your threats no longer ring through my ears. Your sick tales from the war bring about prayer for your other victims across the sea, not fear of you. I am a grown woman of God, and you have nothing, no place, in my life. I am free....
A story of love in adoption from a two-sided perspective.