I vowed not to blog again until I dealt with my own trauma, and was in a better place to deal with my kid's trauma. I was wrong. Let me say it again for all of you who don't hear it enough... I WAS WRONG!!I have come to a place that I truly believe God gave me these blessings to heal my own crazy while helping them heal theirs. No easy feat, I tell ya', but there it is. That being said, I feel like maybe I could help others along the way. I'm no superwoman~ no, family (they really think I am), I'm not! I am broken and hurting and trying to make sense of my life. If me writing my journey through the loneliness and pain helps me, then it might help others.
I will not go into my own trauma here. I just don't think it's necessary or even beneficial to anyone. Just know it's there, and it makes me more like my RADlings than I care to admit. On many levels, I know that is why God gave them to me. I see myself in their eyes every. single. day. It is painful. It makes me want to turn away. It makes me physically ill. It makes me ANGRY! For their sakes I will choose to die to myself, and get the help I need, so that I can better understand how to heal their hearts before it is too late.
PS~ If you are related to me, and are worried I'm losing it and you feel the need to worry about me, please know that I AM okay, I WILL be fine, and this is nothing new under the sun. I am still the same person, now you just know a bit more than before.
