Last Thursday I shared about going to Langley AFB to do some healing. I came to accept that my healing would have to happen from the sidewalk and walking around the block. But GOD had another plan. He answered a prayer that I never prayed but was a desire of my heart. I was able to go in the house for just a few minutes to reminance. https://www.fromvictimtovictorious1.com/unprayed-prayers-answered/
I remember when we pulled up to the house the feelings I was feeling. I felt so broken as we sat there. That house did have some good memories.
- Sunday Night Hair Brushing Sessions with my dad.
- Cooking with my mom.
- But that house broke me
I am sure there are more good memories. I just have to trudge through the heaviness of the bad memories that are blurring my vision. That is my hope of this blog is to unload the bad so I can start to remember the good memories.
At this moment when I think of 233-B Grey Ave (that is no longer the address) I feel like it is the house that broke me:
- That I lost my innocence.
- That I realized the harshness of the world
- That I realize that my family was far from the Olin Mills Picture we tried to portray
I was a child who just went through the motions of life. Not necessarily living life. I want to be able to rekindle and reignite good happy memories from my childhood and not just the heavy burdensome memories that are stuck in my reel.
I look forward to what this process will do for me. I hope you join me on this journey.
To GOD Be The GLORY. Take Care Much Love
