sheila's Letters
Dear Samantha,
I remember the exact moment I gave up, and you were born. Realizing my children were essentially gone. He won. Confusion set in because I was holding up the agreement. Checking off everything asked of me. Hair follicles, monetary support, following guidelines of my supervision, staying consistent, yet I was unredeemable. Two people…read more
Endurance
Hey Kiddo,
You have yet again existed a little too loud and woke the monster. She is the bearer of your life and the stealer of your essence. You not only face hate from ignorance at school every day, but you also endure unspeakable torture at home. There will be a period in your life where you get no rest from the heinous blows,…read more
It’s often said that time heals all wounds. The pain may never fully disappear, but it becomes more bearable. Father Time, I’m calling on you to make the impossible, possible. It will be two years this January since I lost you, Dad, and it still doesn’t feel real. I keep thinking I’ll wake up from this parallel universe I’ve somehow landed in.…read more