The fact that I came from hell and was able to break many vicious cycles, proves that those around me when I was growing up could have done the same.
Mimilly...seriously, are you living in my head? You, Lauralisa and I need to get together and have a long good talk. We all sound so much alike. Your quote above is something I say to my husband almost every day.
I used to make excuses for the abuse I went through, they didnt know better, my mother was abused by her mother, etc.... but now I am a mother and love my son more than life itself. I cannot imagine finding joy in hurting him...so how could my mother do that to me? It makes me angry that she didnt love us kids more, enough to break the cycle.
All I can do is be happy and thank God every day that I was born with more sense than my parents. So were you. Thank God you arent your parents. Be thankful that you are blessed enough to realize your blessings, and that you treat your children with respect, so that your daughter isnt fleeing out the door to leave you (like I was).
You have so much love in your post...please write it down and tell your daughter everything you said to us. I know to this day, if my mother could only say 'I love you' and mean it, I would crumble to my knees. What greater gift could you give but a mother's love? New shoes, purses, money..its all crap. Your love is time indefinate, will teach her how to be a good woman, a loving mother. You are worth more than all the gold in the world.
I think its hard for anyone to be a good parent, but for people like us, who went through hell growing up, it makes us even more special. The fact that we CAN love says volumes about our spirit and will.
Like someone said earlier (I'm sorry, I can't see who posted on the last page right now) but I definately think some of it is grieving. There are times when for no reason, I just feel like bursting into tears. Then when I do some soul searching, it could be because someone was gentle with me, was extremely kind or forgiving. I guess it just overwhelms me how much good there is out there...when it was so foreign to me growing up. I wish I was right there when you were crying all alone..please know, over the many miles that separates us, that I am right by your side, stroking your hair and whispering,'just let it out, it'll be okay'.
Please email me! I would love to talk to you more and hope things look better. I know sometimes everything falls down on me too.... hopefully tomorrow the clouds will break a little and let some sun back in.
All my love and prayers to you and your family,
Deb
Edited by - terafera on 13 June 2002 3:36:15