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mom reunited at last June-2011
Just finished watching this heart wrenching, anything is possible kind of story on Dateline ID, titled Lost and Found.
This episode was about a woman who had been kidnapped at the age of four and raised by her kidnapper. Click here for the story on YouTube. This episode is in a total of six parts on YouTube, this being the first of six. The other five are on YouTube as well.
Every parent's nightmare, mine including, is the fear of your child being abducted, taken away from you.
I remember the first time my father took my eldest son to his first Los Angles Kings game, he was about 3 or so. The entire time he was with my father, I prayed that my father would keep an eye on him and not let him out of his sight. Talk about anxious! I could not wait for the game to end so I could pick up my baby.
It doesn't matter how old your children are, the concern and worry will always be there.
Today, in a split second, when Calley (5) steps away from me at the market...I become a wreck!!! Yes, I freak out each time; and each time I kneel down to Calley and praise God and then scold her. I try to put the fear of God in her. Tell her that there are bad bad people out there. I just realized that I always tell her about BAD MEN... I should also tell her that there are BAD WOMEN too. Calley always responds to me so innocently, "Mommy... I was just right there" (pointing to only steps away.)
Now, even though my boys were not taken away from me in the same way by being abducted, I can sincerely empathize with parents who have had their children taken from them.
Some may even say, your sons were with their father... you knew where they were.
Yes. They are right. I did know where they were. However... their father went to unorthodox, evil measures and made up that I had inappropriately touch my younger son (who was three at the time).... Which then caused a horrible domino affect in my life! A restraining order was put on me to stay away from my children. To read more about this see Days 62 and 63 for more details.
H O W E V E R. . . I suffered a loss. My "mommy" strings were cut... my children gone.
to be continued...
I never knew how much love my heart could hold until someone called me "mommy." ~author unknown
Blessings to all!!
70 days to go...
PS... for a, l & c. You are my sunshine(s).
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