09/06/2024
Hi Papa,
5 years ago life changed as I knew it. I was married, teenage children roamed our house looking for guidance. Much brokenness, addiction, control and manipulation swirled around in our property as a tornado grew traction. I packed my bags, leaving with the little I could fit in my car.
I will continue writing about this pivotal day every year. Not because I look back with longing, but because I have the opportunity to see how much I have grown, views expanded and perspectives changed. Most of all I see God working in and through me.
Let my life be a testimony to others who are dealing with loss, addiction, depression, hurt and pain self inflicted or caused by others there is life afterwards.
This day, 5 years ago, I lay on the floor a worthless piece of nothing, deflated, squashed and broken having suffered years of verbal abuse, of believing every negative word spoken, embedded deep within.
Each word a little termite. A nibble. A bite. A teeny tiny little nibble, biting daily at the roots of a once giant flowering tree. To the world the tree beautiful, strong and independent. Another nibble, another bite, another word, slowly gnawing its way into the tree. How long can she stand as she is eaten away? Her branches become frail and trunk gaunt. Another bite, a teeny tiny little bite until what was once tall and strong flattened to the ground.
But God breathed life, breath and I began to sprout. He is working so much good into what was once broken. Now I begin to blossom 🌼. Oh Father you are so incredible.
Living life 🌻
Your daughter.