In the last post that tells my story, I told about how my husband had not seen his children in nearly 4 years because he was incarcerated, and how, after being deported, he begged me to bring the kids to see him since he couldn’t enter the United States anymore. I reluctantly agreed, and we [...]]]>
Here are some songs I like. Hope you like them, too:
I\’ll help you cry – Larnelle Harris
My Daughter\’s Eyes – Martina McBride
]]>Click here: Tell Me Why – Declan Galbraith
One of the hardest things to try to wrap my mind around is the ultimate question “Why?”. Why would a man put his own selfish ego above the needs and wants of his own children? How can a man hit, punch, kick, slap, pinch, and hurt his own [...]]]>
I went to get a haircut a few weeks ago, and the hairdresser was such a nice lady. We exchanged phone numbers and she called me and asked if I would go to her church for a women’s program on Fri. May 16. I’d like to get to know her better, so I accepted the invitation, even [...]]]>
I called the kids yesterday. As always, no one could say anything because their father was standing right there. My son got on the phone and wanted to say something. He said, “Mama, I want to tell you something” . Then his father said something right behind him, and my son said “I can’t. Love you. Bye”. That man won’t let them [...]]]>
I am a mother and my children were kidnapped to the Middle East by their father. This is how it happened. I first met my husband while studying as an exchange student in a college in Japan. I’m American and he was Middle Eastern. At the time, he seemed very exotic and unique and nice. A couple months after [...]]]>
Sometimes in life we encounter the most horrible situation we can imagine and there are people who have hurt us so badly that we grapple with anger and despair so deep that we find it unbearable. So we have a decision to make. We have to decide which attitude we will choose and how we will respond. [...]]]>
A Preface to My Story
Sometimes I feel the need to talk about things but there’s no one to talk to. I just need to get things out of my head before I just explode. Do you ever feel that way? It ’s been 998 long hard days since I trusted a man who couldn ‘t [...]]]>