A daughter’s heart.

Dear moms,

Take care of your daughters and cherish them daily. To have a relationship with my mother has been nothing far from a dream. I see mothers and daughters together and I cry because I have not lived with my mother since I was eight years of age.  The last real hug I received, that I could feel the love and energy was in the 1st grade. I have people who have taken the mother role in my life, and I am grateful, however; a hug and or kiss from the woman who gave birth to me would be grand.

I asked God, why did he deal me this deck of cards? He never answered my question. I am a 23 year old, working, and attending school full-time and in yet there is this void……

Where do I belong and who do I belong too? I’ll keep searching until I find the right answer. ((huggs))


5 thoughts on “A daughter’s heart.

      1. My dad killed himself when I was 5 also. One thing I have learned through the ages, especially from Louise Hay’s self-help books, is that there will always be someone who is worse off than me. Thus I haven’t really focused on my lot in life or why my dad killed himself and mom gave me away. It is what it is.

      2. Looking forward. What’s in the past is in the past. When making a decision on how to move forward, I always do lots of research and make the best decision I can based on the available information. Most of the time it works, but sometimes it doesn’t. When it doesn’t, I do the process again and move on.

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