I'm not sure what to say in the first blog under this category. I guess in a nutshell: my mom left when I was three and even now, 24 years later, the wound is still deep and I still struggle so much at times with how her decision has affected me. I think that at the age of 27 I should be over this and that it shouldn't hurt anymore, but I think that in the past couple of years, the hurt is the strongest it's ever been. This is one area of my life especially where I am eager to see how God will use this hurt and what good will come of it.
April Thoughts *Trigger Warning*
April is probably one of my favorite months of the year. Not only is it my birthday month (and that of some of the coolest people ever!) but after a long, cold, and gray winter, green grass starts to grow and the earth just smells new, fresh, and ready to come alive. Kids at school finally get the chance to play outside without their coats and the warm sun both brings out an orneriness and an exuberance for life that is unmatched during the winter months. Evenings are perfect for sitting in the sun with a good book and a whispering breeze to help sort through the events of the day as the sun heads off to bed and the moon prepares for the night shift. There's just something about the month of April! April is also Sexual Assault Awareness Month and my social media comes alive with reminders that rapists are the sole cause of rape, that chains are broken every time a survivor tells their story, and that there is so much hope and healing available for those who have been wounded by sex...
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