Two weeks ago I took on a new task that I didn’t think I was ready for. Two weeks ago I was introduced to a young lady who had just endured a traumatic experience. Now, most of the people that I have met and talked to are survivors of childhood sexual abuse, so meeting this young lady was brand new for me. I didn’t panic but I begin to question myself. I was wondering if I could help her. The night before this occurred, I dreamt about my abuser, and I actually went after him
I am so behind! I have not written since the first of the year, but I’m back. Last month, I was going through our old family album, and came across this picture. As soon as I saw the picture, it made me smile. It put one of the biggest smiles on my face. Why? I looked so happy! I could tell this picture was taken before my molestation had taken place. How could I tell? If you look closely, you see a little girl who is worry free, joyful, and doesn’t have a care in the world.