Shorty

To those who know me personally, know that I’ve been on a mission and a little obsessed with my friend’s grandson that is missing due to his father did not return him from visitation last weekend. It’s not only resonated with me but it’s been a trigger.

I was 10 years old when my mother left my daddy and they divorced. She kept me from him as much as she could. I was heartbroken because he was no longer in my life and I missed him terribly. It was a very toxic and traumatic situation. The memories are still painful today. I’m still healing and grieving over my daddy. He passed in 99 and it was the hardest day of my life. He was my first love!

I found this quote, cried and saved it. I’ve looked at it weekly since I saved it weeks ago. My daddy was 6’4 and as a child, he called me “shorty”.

As I think of this 3-year-old being separated from his mother, not being in a stable environment, not knowing what is going on, just makes me sick. The trauma that this child is going through is unimaginable. The pain and heartache that his mother is feeling are unimaginable. I know as a mother I cannot conceive the pain she is enduring as she waits and prays for her child’s safety.

The abandonment wound is real! As an adult you can have anxiety, panic attacks, pick bad partners, be clingy or alienate relationships, you can sabotage relationships, be codependent, have low self-esteem, feel unworthy, feel unloved, have difficulty trusting, people-pleasing, and depression. There’s always the absence of love, safety, trust, belonging, and connection. I wouldn’t wish any one of these on anybody. It’s an awful way to live your life.

Those who know me personally can now understand why I’m on a mission to find these children and return them safely to their families. If the abandonment wound resonates with any of you and you completely understand what I am saying, then please pray for these children’s safe return and healing for them. This world doesn’t need any more abandonment wounded children or adults. 💔

Published by Dana

Creative writer about my life and life lessons. Survivor of abandonment, addiction, narcissist relationships, and trauma. Still dealing while I'm healing. Thank you Jesus!

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