As I sit here waiting for community service this morning, I reached an ah ha moment. With all the wonderful things finally starting to take shape in my life, I couldn't understand why my stress and anxiety peaked over last Fri-Sat 9/6/13-9/7/13. Now I do.
It was 9/7/07 that my children were taken from their home by their father ex-parte under false pretenses which was proven through trial in 2012. Never to return. Yes my family waited 5yrs for justice.
I have surrendered to the thought of never seeing my children again as long as the family courts allow the continuation of abuse by abusive parents and lawyers to continue. I am powerless there.
Where I have become empowered is through the use of social media and the internet where my story, thoughts, feelings, and experiences are posted in hopes some day my children will see I love them ... I miss them... I never gave up on them ... the truth. .. and I tried. This includes my blog, Letters to my daughters, which was born as a direct result of my children's father taking, opening and admittedly refusing to give my children any and all letters, photos, and gifts mailed to my children by anyone associated with me.
I keep the hope of some day and karma. My future with my children rests in faith.
