March 7, 1997: Mile-Marker
Twenty four years ago today, my little 6-year-old world came crashing down on what should have just been a normal Friday of first grade and playing with my friends. Our neighbor across the street was also one of my best friends. His mom would pick me up and let me play at their house on…
Say yes one more time.
A few months back, I shared pieces of my story with fatherlessness (Abandoned and adopted. Twice. and Abuse lies.). I saved the hardest piece for today. It’s been five years since Bucky fell out of the sky. I spent my entire childhood begging God to be a daddy’s girl. When I was a little girl,…
Last week, I posted a piece of my story about my struggle with feeling worthy after my biological and adoptive fathers both abandoned me. Today, I want to share more of that story. The pain and my struggle with feeling a father’s love didn’t end at my mom’s divorce in 1997. In fact, it got…