Sitting in my room, I glance over to the door and see something I haven't noticed in a very long time. A hole created by a man who once lived in this house that spent time being angry because of some want and need to be a powerful man. A man who once was gentle, kind and had a huge heart that turned into a man full of rage, disloyalty and tore 3 hearts apart.
A bedroom door that reminds me why I am the woman I am today! An independent and strong woman that takes care of her children first and works hard every day to make that a possibility. A woman that one day my great grandchildren will aspire to be like. I have survived and will continue to survive!
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A woman I accidentally became friends with and am quite thankful for it!
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