I have had my heart broken over and over again the last few years. Especially this last year. This last month, though. This last month has been brutal. I’ve had all the sadness from previous years loss my my oldest and third child staying away across the country. Then my second ran away and is with the people who my husband grew up with.
My children are always my children. They will ALWAYS be my life. My husband and I both agree that they will always be our children and are always in our hearts and life. I will always love them. I may hate the actions of one, some, or all of them from time to time. They are always loved and I’m here for them. However, extended family doesn’t get that part of my heart. We have recently lost several family members due to their actions. I have always forgiven. I have always believed that people can be good. However, I will never allow certain people back in my or my children’s lives. If they grow up and turn 18 they can decide to talk with those they chose to.
Those that my husband grew up with have no part in our lives and never will. They will not get updates. They will not get phone calls. Their letters will not be delivered. Visits here would be met with a locked door and call to the Sheriff for trespassing. They have lost a son, a daughter in law, and 8 of their 11 grandchildren from us. I’ve been hurt by them one too many times. They tried to destroy our family, and that is the ultimate betrayal. So, this is the end of this blog. I’m broken that almost a decade is over here. I will start over elsewhere.
For now, mama bear is signing off.
