My children are a blessing, we disagree, trade threats, fall out, play hard, talk hard & love hard. Recently, this reality hit me, I have no doubt my children would literally move a mountain, if my life depended on it. I am humbled, graced and blessed. I wake up to cups of teas, go to bed with warm hugs and kisses, get breakfast in bed, and if I push my luck, sometimes I even get lunch. Their love for me is fierce!
My life isn’t perfect, far from it, I am on a journey and the destination is somewhere over the rainbow, but with LOVE anything is possible. LOVE prevails! LOVE wins! I have said all this to say this- “please don’t stay in an abusive relationship and kid yourself claiming it’s because you want the best for your children”. Children do not thrive where there is war, angst, pain & violence. They say, “God hates divorce…” but I can bet my last dollar, He loves you more. Your neighbours will talk, relatives will whisper, friends will gossip and 3 months later it will be old-stale news.
