For you, Kayla...

I made this page and held such high hopes for my daughter. I wanted, and WANT every good thing for her. I tried so hard to help her recover from what I thought I'd done to her by leaving her with her father. I was an abused wife. I made the best decision I could for my kids AT THAT TIME. Now, when I could take them into my home and love them, it's not enough. They want penance. They want to go back in time and MAKE me be the all-giving parent. I can't do it. I have a home and another family. Without HER effort, there's nothing I can do make her life better. I wish I could give her a safe place. I know it's what she craves.

Kayla, I want to give you the words to a poem written by the actress Suzanne Somers... she was an abused, neglected child. Look what she's accomplished with her life.

My Child

It's okay to be a child tonight, my love
Weak and tired in my arms
Too weary to hold up your head.
Be the way you feel, my love
Give into your tears!
Let go! The enemy's gone and I am here...
to muss your hair, and stroke your skin, and hold you against my breasts.

It's okay to be a child tonight, my love
No battles to win or worlds to conquer
Not strong and powerfull
Let me be whatever you need, my love
Give into your pain
Let go! The enemy's gone.
And only I am here
to hold you, to fondle you, and love you like a child.

It's okay to be a child tonight, my love
I already know the woman
you scream her so
and drive her so
But don't hide the child from me
Let her appear-in my arms-without fear
Because I already know and love you.

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Ms. Somers wrote this for her son.

Honey, I would take away all of the pain you have if I could. You have to search for your safe place...or build it. That's usually what we all end up doing. I love you, "nonnie", please be happy. Find a way to LIVE without the ANGER. It will cripple your life. Love, MOM

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