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| my youngest when he was 4 |
Last night, a friend told me the background of a couple of children I am acquainted with. They have been casual playmates of my children in different activities, but we don’t really know their family and from what I have seen they always seem to be happy go lucky…normal, everyday children. I was heartbroken to find out that these children have faced horrible abuse and unimaginable horrors in their short little lives. And the saddest thing…these terrible unspeakable pains were heaped upon them from the very people that should have loved and protected them most, their parents….and as a Mom, it horrifies me to know that a Mother could do something like this. My friend was not sharing in a gossipy way but as one Mom to another...sharing her heart with me.
So, my mind and heart have wandered around today pondering on the perils of children who have had their smiles, laughter and had childhoods ripped from them by the very people they love the most. Of course, you always hear of abuse and I know it has been around since the beginning of time. but that is no reason not to be shocked and angered by its presence. Unfortunately, we can become so complacent and just think “Oh, how sad” but never stop and really think about what it means to a little heart and soul. Wounds may heal, but those scars remain.
Today when I was out doing my errands, I felt like I was a acutely aware of each set of little eyes that looked up at me. I went out of my way to look directly at each little soul and smile, because it breaks my heart to think there are children who don’t know what it is like to have someone smile at them each and every day. I don’t really know where I am going with this post; it was just on my mind…Now I am off to hug my boys.
It breaks my heart and also makes me SO MAD when I hear about things like this.
ReplyDeleteGood afternoon Bella Michelle!
ReplyDeleteI know what you mean. While I'll be the first to admit I'm a far from perfect parent, there are things I hear and read that make my heart hurt so much. I just pray for those sweet children, that they find strength within themselves, and are surrounded by good people outside of their home. It could make all the difference.
Warmly,
Elizabeth
My husband and I talk about this all of the time. How anyone could hurt a child is beyond my comprehension. I tell my children not to ever take part in the teasing or bullying of anyone. They don't know what that person's home life is like. I remember, after graduating from high school, finding out that a friend who I had known since kindergarten had left home as soon as she graduated and never contacted anyone again due to the severe abuse she endured at the hands of her father while growing up. She was the sweetest girl and wouldn't have hurt a fly. You just never know what goes on behind closed doors. So sad. :(
ReplyDelete~ Wendy
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