Who ever said "cry, it will make you feel better" was talking kak. How is a face splitting headache and a blocked nose feeling better? And on top of that, what did crying do to solve the problem? Buggerall!
The anger still boils inside me. Frustration still threatening to make me explode. And the disbelief and disgust. Disbelief that I once thought that this man was worthy. That he had a good heart, kindness, vision. Disgust at what he turned out to be. And disgust at myself for falling for it and dragging these two innocent souls in with me.
He doesn't deserve them, these beautiful, wonderful angels. Every day with them is an adventure. Every conversation an education. These little hearts have taught me so much about loving and forgiveness. On my knees, I see the world they way they see it.
And while I down here, on my knees, dear God, I pray, please protect them. Always. Please make them forget any insecurity he tried to hammer into them. Let them know that they're absolutely perfect, and that at least one parent loves them, unconditionally.
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