Can love take the hit?

In my case yes. My love took the hit absorbed it and send it back digestible to my own Mama.

The truth is love even if it seemed ugly at first. After the truth hits the scene and does it highest good a beauty emerges for all to see.

It is ugly to know that a little girl took a hit from her own Mama lead astray. Yeah. It was ugly. And then I just remember who I was.

And I saw love working through my pain leading me to the woman who labored in pain for me. Not all my pain was my own is what you should see by now.

I carried her pain too. And remind people daily of the pain of love denied. Like damned up and gushing to Spring forth to the one I was made to love. And denied.

And my love only grew like a high tide and swirled like a tsunami until I just broke forth and everything came up. There was no holding my love in anymore for me, the damn had broken and was gonna pour over her until her eyes saw me clearly for who I still am.

My love for her took the hit. And did not fail to grow stronger and deeper. And I do want the world to know and see this love. My love and he love all my adoptee family have for their own parents is real. It’s just been damned up and tried to be diverted to a stranger.

Our love for our adoptive parents had to grow on its own and with the help of those parents because we were not made from them. And it is a shame that the world even considered that we would place a stranger ahead of our own Mamas? It’s insane a thought as could be invented.

I’ve shared with you the affects of the hit I took for my Mama. And she can hide from the truth if she wants too. But I won’t lie anymore about it. She’s part of me and always will be.

Love takes the hit and keeps going.

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psychecafe

I am an Adapted, artist, Mother, a soul, a human, singer, writer, activist, minister and deprogrammer and reprogrammer of minds. And I am here because we need to change how you see it, a lot of things that is. For us Adoptees who have lived in the dark. We were cut off from our families. And that is sad people.

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