I Have Lived A Charmed Life...

It may not seem that way because when we were children we were taken off our parents and put into foster homes and my brother, sister and myself were beaten at one particular home.  Our food was rationed and we were always hungry, we lived in a house that had no bathroom, an outhouse for a toilet and we had many chores to do every day. My sister was sexually abused and my little brother's back was covered in bruises. I received a blow to my head which caused the blood to drip onto the knitting I had to do and yet I narrowly escaped being molested myself. My sister and I would talk about running away to freedom (we were 9 and 10 yrs old), we always imagined living in a happier place and we found tiny moments of 'wonder' in our daily lives - like when some school friends gave us a large chocolate easter egg and me and my sister hid it from our abuser and would nibble away at it, trying to make it last as long as we could. And the times we would go mushroom picking - wandering far away from the 'scary place' only to go back again with a bucket full of mushrooms, the mountain stream running past the house where we had to wash ourselves, the hazelnut tree we'd climb, hiding away in the branches and relishing the peacefulness there...

We were moved from that place to a truly kind foster mother who always gave us plenty to eat, who genuinely accepted and nurtured us and who actually saved us from a life of hell. Anyhow, since that time my life has been fairly 'colourful', although my sister's life seemed to be entirely different. She formed a relationship with a guy who became her pimp and inevitably she became a 'working girl'. She left him and moved to a large city where she managed a brothel and eventually she found love again with the man who was to become her husband. She stopped 'working' when she had her daughter but from then on she struggled financially. She had another 2 children, her husband left her for another woman and she had a baby to another man, she got breast cancer and passed away at 40 yrs old. 

I have a lot to be thankful for...my learning experiences, my children, my home and my job, my health and my fortunate life compared to my sister...I remained in a job for nearly 20 yrs, stayed with the same partner for 23 yrs, had 4 wonderful children, and I'm now in a new relationship. Three of my children are adults and constantly keep in touch with me, their father and me are really good friends, we have two homes that our youngest son can choose to go to...his dad's or mine, I have fruit trees and a vegetable garden and I give thanks for all that life has given me...

truthseekr truthseekr
56-60, F
2 Responses Mar 4, 2010

Thank you both for your kind thoughts - I am truly grateful for your comments and would just like to add that my experiences have made me appreciate whatever comes my way - I am always seeking out the diamonds in the rough...

I can totally relate to all of that, it's an amazing experience truly it is, and we have a lot in common. You have a beautiful spirit.