My story of being bullied didn't start until I was out of school and married. I was married the first time when I was 19, together we had 3 kids, life was good, but after 12 years of marriage we drifted apart and realized it would be best if we divorced.
I was 32 when I married my 2nd husband, who is also Manda's sperm donor as her and I call him. This is where the bullying began for me. I was punched and shoved and thrown into walls and it all started on Mother's day of 1992. This abuse continued during and after my pregnancy with Manda. I tried MANY times to take my kids and leave my abuser, but he would come after me with butcher knives, cut phone wires, do ANYTHING to stop us from leaving. It was a vicious cycle that finally ended on February 12th, 1997. This was a typical day of dealing with my abuser's anger outbursts, yelling and screaming, ect. The final straw on this day happened when he put a knife to my throat in front of Manda who was only 3 years old. I don't know what came over me but somehow that I found the strength to grab Manda, pick up the phone and call 911. The cops arrested him. He is currently in Prison until December 7, 2012. I am a much stronger person than I was when he went to prison. I don't know what will happen when he gets out of prison and comes looking for me. I just know that he will NEVER hurt me again!
NEVER LET ANYONE BULLY YOU NO MATTER WHAT YOUR AGE IS. STAND UP FOR YOURSELF.
I would do just like this song says, I would go visit my mom every couple of days. Sometimes I feel like it won't really be that long till I see her again.
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
So tomorrow is my Mom's Birthday, but she's spending it in Heaven. She passed away 2 years ago and it's getting harder without her, who ever said it gets easier lied! :'(
If Roses grow in Heaven
My daughter's dog passed away this morning. :'(