God Showed Up Big!
Had lunch with my daughter yesterday and we were talking about the chain of events that took place last January. She said "mom don't forget this and that." Sweet child, I will not forget that because that my love is where God showed up big and you were chosen to be the vessel!
Our sweet cat passed away that January. He was eleven. We still had the two dogs and a brand new grand dog. Seriously, never a dull moment over here. We decided it would be fun to adopt a kitten. Everyone loves orange cats and our new daughter was no exception. So the girls jumped in the car and went to the humane society in search of an orange kitten. I'd never been to the animal shelter before. So many sweet babies to take home! I found several kittens that were super cute and yummy but they weren't orange. My daughter found a couple too and then we noticed that new daughter was smitten with an orange kitten near the front of the building. She showed us and we agreed she was super cute. It's unusual for orange cats to be female but this one was for sure female as she had just been spayed. We took her in the room so we could see if we were all going to get along. She was funny because she was still a little drunk from the meds after surgery. New daughter said, "she's broken like me." And there you go. We brought that little nugget home. She was so pitiful and little when we adopted her. Today, she is huge beautiful orange fat cat!
Christmas break was over and the high school kids headed back to school. I worked at a popular awesome office just down the road from the high school. I loved that office and I loved that it was close to home and school. Happy to have the kids back in school and busy, I was cautiously optimistic we were on a good path to recovery. I would soon learn it was anything but good. She was still heartbroken her grandfather or uncle never called her back. She texted and tried calling but it was futile. I honestly believe had someone from her family reached out to her and shown love and support the next months of hell wouldn't have happened. It was bad enough that her parents were so selfish to only think of themselves and the golden child, but agrandparents too? I began to see we were dealing with evil.
Our daughter was preparing for her last semester in college and this semester she had to to complete an internship. She was all set to start and then something happened and that location fell through. She was so sad as she really wanted to work there. Her professor lined up another one for her and to say she was less than thrilled is an understatement. But, she did it and she ended up loving it but that's not what this is about.
I remember the first attack. It was Martin Luther King day and the kids were out of school. I was at work. I got a call from the kids saying she couldn't breathe. I went home and met them at the door and we visited the new ER. This would be the first of many visits to the ER. It was a panic attack, the doctors and nurses were great. If you've never had one or seen someone have one, they're terrifying. There would be many more that happened at school. How is this child going to be able to go to school with her abuser there? That was the question that went through our minds. How? Even though her mother was supposed to stay away from her, she always found a way to walk by her. We learned that her mother was saying horrible things about her. True to a narcissist, when they can no longer control a person they will instead try to control how others see you. So basically we had to muddle through and figure out something for school. Several more times she suffered panic attacks, flashbacks happened and she would even go into a pseudo seizure which is so scary.
I was beginning to think, something has to change. I can't continue to leave work and with this situation being so close to the school, I thought it was time for me to think about leaving the office. The last thing I wanted to do was bring drama into the office. I respected my employer too much to do that. Also, summer wasn't too far away and I didn't want to leave the kids home with out an adult. But first things first, we need to figure out these flashbacks and panic attacks. We were also eager to take this through the court as we were in this weird holding pattern with a sketchy agreement with her parents. Her lawyers weren't as eager to take it through the courts. We later learned the document they signed would never hold up. I suppose they never thought we'd need things to be legit. Obviously they didn't know us. Legit is my husbands middle name.
We continued to live our lives. We handled each day as it came, when you're dealing with something like this that's what you do. The kids were turning 16 soon and we needed to buy cars. I never wanted them to be dependent on each other as I knew they'd most likely break up as a couple so we bought each one a car. Two new drivers on the horizon! Goodness but we were happy they each had their own so they were able to do their own thing.
Our daughter settled in with her internship and she really liked it. I think she was there maybe 4 weeks and she distinctly remembers feeling a little nudge to talk to her supervisor there. She didn't really know her but something told her tell her what's going on at home. She didn't want to bring personal business into work especially being an intern so she ignored the nudge. A week or so went by and she said she felt it again. She was annoyed and thought no, I'm not going into this here. Another week went by and she said she was literally pushed into her supervisors office but no one was there pushing her. So she said fine, I'll just tell her. She did. She told her everything. Her supervisor said, you know my husband is a lawyer and he can help? She called me and from that day forward we took this situation into our own hands with the help of our new lawyer. God knew where our daughter needed to be. He used her to help. Amazing! Thank you God!!
So many flashbacks and panic attacks and worry for her younger brother. Feelings of abandonment from the whole family, left her with no self worth. Even though we were there loving her and helping her, she needed her family. Someone please talk to her. No one did. She was worried for herself so this was the first trip to the hospital. She spent about 3 days there and it allowed her to regroup and it allowed us to figure some things out. We were very thankful for the lawyers that stepped in and helped in the fall. They truly saved a life as I believe she would have been dead had she not gotten out of her toxic home. We picked here up, and then we told her it was time to let go of the first lawyers. She agreed and she called them and thanked them for all they did. I believe in my heart they were probably grateful as it was most likely more than they ever imagined it would be.
Our sweet cat passed away that January. He was eleven. We still had the two dogs and a brand new grand dog. Seriously, never a dull moment over here. We decided it would be fun to adopt a kitten. Everyone loves orange cats and our new daughter was no exception. So the girls jumped in the car and went to the humane society in search of an orange kitten. I'd never been to the animal shelter before. So many sweet babies to take home! I found several kittens that were super cute and yummy but they weren't orange. My daughter found a couple too and then we noticed that new daughter was smitten with an orange kitten near the front of the building. She showed us and we agreed she was super cute. It's unusual for orange cats to be female but this one was for sure female as she had just been spayed. We took her in the room so we could see if we were all going to get along. She was funny because she was still a little drunk from the meds after surgery. New daughter said, "she's broken like me." And there you go. We brought that little nugget home. She was so pitiful and little when we adopted her. Today, she is huge beautiful orange fat cat!
Christmas break was over and the high school kids headed back to school. I worked at a popular awesome office just down the road from the high school. I loved that office and I loved that it was close to home and school. Happy to have the kids back in school and busy, I was cautiously optimistic we were on a good path to recovery. I would soon learn it was anything but good. She was still heartbroken her grandfather or uncle never called her back. She texted and tried calling but it was futile. I honestly believe had someone from her family reached out to her and shown love and support the next months of hell wouldn't have happened. It was bad enough that her parents were so selfish to only think of themselves and the golden child, but agrandparents too? I began to see we were dealing with evil.
Our daughter was preparing for her last semester in college and this semester she had to to complete an internship. She was all set to start and then something happened and that location fell through. She was so sad as she really wanted to work there. Her professor lined up another one for her and to say she was less than thrilled is an understatement. But, she did it and she ended up loving it but that's not what this is about.
I remember the first attack. It was Martin Luther King day and the kids were out of school. I was at work. I got a call from the kids saying she couldn't breathe. I went home and met them at the door and we visited the new ER. This would be the first of many visits to the ER. It was a panic attack, the doctors and nurses were great. If you've never had one or seen someone have one, they're terrifying. There would be many more that happened at school. How is this child going to be able to go to school with her abuser there? That was the question that went through our minds. How? Even though her mother was supposed to stay away from her, she always found a way to walk by her. We learned that her mother was saying horrible things about her. True to a narcissist, when they can no longer control a person they will instead try to control how others see you. So basically we had to muddle through and figure out something for school. Several more times she suffered panic attacks, flashbacks happened and she would even go into a pseudo seizure which is so scary.
I was beginning to think, something has to change. I can't continue to leave work and with this situation being so close to the school, I thought it was time for me to think about leaving the office. The last thing I wanted to do was bring drama into the office. I respected my employer too much to do that. Also, summer wasn't too far away and I didn't want to leave the kids home with out an adult. But first things first, we need to figure out these flashbacks and panic attacks. We were also eager to take this through the court as we were in this weird holding pattern with a sketchy agreement with her parents. Her lawyers weren't as eager to take it through the courts. We later learned the document they signed would never hold up. I suppose they never thought we'd need things to be legit. Obviously they didn't know us. Legit is my husbands middle name.
We continued to live our lives. We handled each day as it came, when you're dealing with something like this that's what you do. The kids were turning 16 soon and we needed to buy cars. I never wanted them to be dependent on each other as I knew they'd most likely break up as a couple so we bought each one a car. Two new drivers on the horizon! Goodness but we were happy they each had their own so they were able to do their own thing.
Our daughter settled in with her internship and she really liked it. I think she was there maybe 4 weeks and she distinctly remembers feeling a little nudge to talk to her supervisor there. She didn't really know her but something told her tell her what's going on at home. She didn't want to bring personal business into work especially being an intern so she ignored the nudge. A week or so went by and she said she felt it again. She was annoyed and thought no, I'm not going into this here. Another week went by and she said she was literally pushed into her supervisors office but no one was there pushing her. So she said fine, I'll just tell her. She did. She told her everything. Her supervisor said, you know my husband is a lawyer and he can help? She called me and from that day forward we took this situation into our own hands with the help of our new lawyer. God knew where our daughter needed to be. He used her to help. Amazing! Thank you God!!
So many flashbacks and panic attacks and worry for her younger brother. Feelings of abandonment from the whole family, left her with no self worth. Even though we were there loving her and helping her, she needed her family. Someone please talk to her. No one did. She was worried for herself so this was the first trip to the hospital. She spent about 3 days there and it allowed her to regroup and it allowed us to figure some things out. We were very thankful for the lawyers that stepped in and helped in the fall. They truly saved a life as I believe she would have been dead had she not gotten out of her toxic home. We picked here up, and then we told her it was time to let go of the first lawyers. She agreed and she called them and thanked them for all they did. I believe in my heart they were probably grateful as it was most likely more than they ever imagined it would be.
I acknowledge my struggle isn't against flesh and blood.
It's against powers, against work forces and darkness,
against the spiritual forces of wickedness int he heavenly
places. This is where I'll do
battle Lord and I'll do it
in prayer.
Ephesians 6:12
