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Archive for April, 2008

Typing an e-mail to my middle daughter it hits me. Tears fill my eyes as I think of my young granddaughter who is getting ready for her first ballet recital. I am so proud of her, but I am even prouder of my daughter who sees the beauty and importance of dance. She lets my granddaughter [...]

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She came over this weekend to get some paperwork. The visit went well and we reminisced through pictures and items stored in the garage. She left with special toys that she loved and photos of her with her great grandparents (my paternal grandparents). I enjoyed having her home, but there was a distance between us–an [...]

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I am the mother of a child who was sexually abused by her own dad.
I am the ex-wife of the man who not only molested his daughter, but escaped from any consequences, because he kept her quite for all these years. Now it is too late according to the law.
I am the non-offending parent. A [...]

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Each moment is a breath and each day is a step towards healing. Struggling to survive and handle the tragedy plunged upon us. As I read the recent comments by other mothers who like me bear the ever gaping wound of knowing our daughters were abused, I am deeply touched. Your stories provide support and they help let [...]

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Numbness creeps into my reality as I work on the everyday reality of living and functioning. For short periods I can put away the tragedy of the sexual abuse of my daughter, but it never stays away for long. I try and keep myself busy, but eventually it rears it head when I am least [...]

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There are so many of them, that it is hard to know where to start. You hear them and you shake your head while fighting the urge to shake the person who is saying them. What are they? They are justifications or excuses as to why an adult molests/sexually abuses a child. They are justifications [...]

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Pictures and memories flash in my mind as I try to recall and piece together the past. With each one I try and attach a year or school age for my daughters and what we were doing. In my purse I carry a journal and have started a time line of life with my three [...]

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