I hear your
voice mom, I am so looking forward to look you in the eyes and feel your arms around me. To feel the lips where
sweet sounds I hear come from. Do you know that I 'm a girl just like you? I think I have your eyes and smile.
I already know that I have your sense of humor. I laugh at the things you say. I feel your goodness.
We're going to have so much fun mom. Finger painting, coloring. I know that you will sit on
the floor with me and play Barbie's. You'll have fun
showing me how to bake cookies and decorate them, how to fix my hair, you will even let me fix your hair.
We can take walks... I promise to hold your hand. We can pick flowers
and make daisy chains. Swing on the swings and make mud pies...I know you will not mind the mess.
I
have so much to learn and so many questions I am anxious to ask you; like
- Why is the sky blue and the grass green?
- How do trees get so tall and how do birds fly?
- Why don't we have wings?
- Who made up the words?
- Who made me?
I will try not to ask them all at once. I am sure that I will have more by the time I can talk.
Mom, as each
day goes by, I grow more. I have hair. I have lots of hair. It makes
me laugh when I hear you complain about having heart burn and you blame it on
me. I have noticed that I have long fingers. Maybe some day
I will play the piano or even the violin like you. I love hearing you play.
But mom, I have
noticed other things. Some times I am afraid mom. Sometimes
I hear a strong, loud voice... so unlike your sweet voice. I feel you tense up and it frightens me. What is that
sound? Why do you go near it when it frightens
you also? Do we have to be around it? I feel at time pain when the sound is near, what is going on? I am
glad that is is not that often...
... Time is getting near mom,
I feel it is very near that I am finally going to see you and feel your sweet arms. But something is not right today.
That loud voice is back. It seems louder than usual. What
is wrong? Owwww. That hurt! Mom what is happing? It hurts so
bad. I don't feel well... mom something is so wrong. I feel strange,
hard time think, hard to feel. Hard too... I loved you.
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Lord…
Psa 139:13 For You have possessed my inward
parts; You have covered me in my mother's womb.
Psa 139:14 I will praise You; for I am fearfully
and wonderfully made; Your works are marvelous and my soul knows it very well.
Psa 139:15 My bones were not
hidden from You when I was made in secret and skillfully formed in the
lowest parts of the earth.
Psa
139:16 Your eyes saw my embryo; and in Your book all my members were written, … (Modern King James Version)
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If you or anyone you know is experiencing abuse, get help! You do not have to stay...
there is help! If not to help your self, then for the children, they need a voice, or at least a chance for one.
Author: Ellen
L. Kirsch,
March 16, 2005 ©
National Domestic Violence Hot-Line (1-800-799-7233)
National Child Abuse Hotline (1-800-4-A-Child...
1-800-422-4453)