I’m more myself now than I ever was.
When I look in the mirror. I don’t see the sad eyed-girl with low self-esteem. Or the abandonment of my mother. To have a second husband and leave us. That was her choice.
To leave her kids with their grandmother during their teenage years. (Never -mind my dead father).
As I bent down to tie my shoe. I let my mind wander back, to that girl, I used to be. On the floor of grandma’s corner house, faced down into the carpet. Hands over my face. I’m barely breathing. Tears falling out the sides.
My brother and his friends are teasing me for wearing the same winter hat. Day in, day out I wore that hat. It was starting to be really hot. I still hadn’t put a comb to my hair. Let alone, look at that hot mess sitting on my head. So I did, what I thought most 13-year-olds do when no ones looking. I stuck a wool hat on my head and kept it moving. Until those boys snatched it off.
Then all that shame, all that matted-down nappy-shame ran over me. My younger cousin walked in the middle of my disgrace. In the middle of their full on the enjoyment of sheer bullying. She covered me with her love. Being all grown, at six years old. She wiped my tears. Pulled my body off the floor.
I made it. Past their scrutiny, past their foul words. Past the regret of not knowing how to take care of myself.
We’d become best friends that day. She too needed a mother. I cooked her meals, walked her to school. She introduced me to an old school beautician in our neighborhood. The rest is history
God is good like that.~your kindness sister Krissy Mosley
Your stories are incredibly harrowing…and twice as beautiful.
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thank you Lori, I appreciate your voice 😊💕
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God IS good like that!
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yes indeed, Ruth, God is good like that! 😊
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Beautiful. Somehow we find each other.
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This post was emotional but in a good way. It reminds me of the young girls out there who didn’t grow up with loving mother figures or with one at all. Reminds me of those girls who never was taught how to look after themselves but had to figure it out all by themselves. I was that girl too. I love the ending, it just reminds me that there’s always someone out there who can relate and will support you 🙂
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thank you Ash, you are so right we need that support, 😊
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GREAT LESSON, KRISSY!
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Brought tears to my eyes. Blessings
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Very good story!
Dwight
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thank you kindly Dwight
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A very sensitive share. I am happy to know that at the end of the day, we all seek and/or need rest. And, at the end of this journey of life we are all God’s children. God knows are hearts, failures and our needs. ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
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So glad you came from disfunction to hope and self- confidence!
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thank you so much Rothpoetry 🙂
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You are welcome!
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Just don’t know why some parents are so heartless
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Yes, God is good like that. So many unexpected kindnesses from unexpected sources. Thank you so much for sharing
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What beautiful story of becoming and sisterhood. I’m so glad you were there to mother each other and yourselves. God is like that. In the midst of EVERYTHING.
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Oh so true… thank you Nshami14 Many blessings 🙂
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This made me tear 😢 it’s so beautiful… painful and yet beautiful. Thank you ❤
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thank you kindly The Wellbeing Blogger 🙂
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This is one of the most beautiful things I have read lately! God walks in human form! She knew you needed someone to love you that is why She took the form of your sister!
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Wow! Thank you so much or leaving these words. It means so much. Beautifully stated “God walks in human form.” Amen to that! Thanks for stopping by Sharmishtha Basu 😊😊
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Sooooo so very sweet. Sigh. Thank You. ❤️
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Nice blog
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thank you 😊😊
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Reblogged this on words garden.
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thank you kindly for the reblog & add up on my page blessings to you.
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Thank you.Went through your blog.It was a great experience .Keep writing those unique things that you only can do-season’s greetings-
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You made it through. That is what counts. You are stronger. I really enjoyed your story!
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Amen to that! thank you so much for stopping by
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Some children that have both parents in the home are not being properly raised. God looks after us all, even in discipline and suffering.
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you are so right!!! Amen to that ,we truly need God to watch over us, thanks for stopping by America on Coffee❤❤😊
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This was so beautifully written. It made me cry. I’m so touched by the way your young cousin rescued you – and how that led to a lifetime friendship.
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oh thank you so much! many blessings to you Judy ❤😊
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Thank for sharing with us how God is truly Good!
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thank you so much ,I have a feeling I know you
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Never should we cast aside any economical (rat race, increasing costs and expenses) and technological interferences and influences impacting families today. All are worldly garnished, demonic deterrents to communication and family unity. This generation gravitates by the seductions of popularity, power, which overwhelms weakened their sensory perceptions. 🤔
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