OUR STORY ISN’T OVER YET

You made it…you’re still in one piece and alive so you did it. Your whole life you have only had two fears. The fear of dying and the fear of losing a child. Strangely enough you always worried that “losing” them meant death but never in your wildest dreams did you think losing them while they were still alive was even an option.
Then it happened, you got yourself out of an abusive relationship never thinking that someone would be so vengeful, so hateful, so spiteful, cruel and malicious that they would turn your own sons against you with horrendous lies. The same sons that you devoted your entire life to. People would say your whole face would light up when you spoke about them. You truly without any second to think would have given your life for any of them and to this day still would in spite of the fact that your heart is broken into a million different piece. How could this have possibly happened and how did you survive your worst fear coming true? I still marvel that you are alive after the thoughts that I know went through your mind on a regular basis.
There are days that I don’t even know how you functioned. Crying non stop as soon as you closed the door to the outside world I thought for sure would either break you or you would simply run out of tears. You lacked so much sleep, going to bed sick to your stomach and waking up the exact same way when you did actually fall asleep.
You walked out the door and the world never knew what was actually going on because you smiled and only you knew what hid behind that smile. Therapy, researching, support groups, reading books and reading more books until the words blurred with the tears and you couldn’t read anymore.
I don’t know how or when but all of a sudden you had the strength that I didn’t know was possible to go on. It was like you just picked yourself up one day and “put on your big girl panties” and knew the only way to survive was to not let that “evil” take over your life.
I always knew you were a strong woman but I honestly was not sure this time you would recover from this. You would never ever take anything away from anyone who has lost a child to death…that is a pain you/I cannot possibly fathom but losing a child who is still alive and the grandchildren that have come from them is a totally different pain that has no closure. Watching your grandchildren from a distance, having mutual friends that cannot understand how or why this is even happening sending you pictures of them cannot be explained unless you are actually going through it so I know the pain you are in on a daily basis.
I am so very grateful that you have the strength that you have shown. Honestly I have never been more proud of you than these last couple of years. You have come to terms with the fact that you can’t control how evil and nasty other people are but you can control how you let it destroy you. You have learned that grandparent alienation is actually a global epidemic. It doesn’t lessen the pain but you now know you are not alone in this horrible nightmare.
You still know that someday you will see them again because you have always been the type of person that never loses hope (although I know it gets harder and harder in this world) and also never gives up. So from me to me I love you and I love the strength that you have given to us. We are alive and we now can conquer anything that comes our way because we have survived one of our two biggest fears and our story isn’t over yet!