Destiny
I must apologize. I know that it has been awhile since I have written. You see, this has been a very hard week for me. My friends think I am crazy. I actually mourn each year when my children start school.
The kids are all so excited about getting new shoes, their classes schedules, and seeing their friends they have not seen all summer. They can hardly contain their excitement waking up the first day of school a half hour before they need to.
This year was especially hard. You see our oldest, Destiny, started high school. She is almost 15. I look at her innocence and I envy it. I look ahead at all of the things that she has going for her and all the things that are special about her and I thank God that my precious Destiny does not have to endure the things that I did at her age. When I was a freshman, I entered my first foster home.
Destiny has more drive and determination than anyone I know. You see, from her very first breath she has been a fighter. Born 10 weeks early and weighing less than 4 pounds, we were told she wouldn’t make it through the night. Now she is going to high school.
Destiny not only has outer beauty but her compassion for others melts me. She is my little hippie chick. She actually owns a shirt that says, “Hug a Tree”. She is studying Chinese and she has a passion for art. She got that from her dad, I can’t draw a stick man.
Destiny’s biggest problem in life is trying to decided which top goes best with her purple shorts. Isn’t that the way it is supposed to be?
These are not tears of sorrow, but tears of joy. I rejoice in the fact my children will have their childhood innocence. They will not be forced to grow up fast due to addiction.
Stay tuned for more as I chronicle my journey from extreme poverty and abuse to my new life of love and happiness.
