“The
memories swim around in my head, impossible to erase. My eyes, wet with tears,
squint, burning from the salt of my tears. I have to stop typing frequently as
I write this account of my life. My chest tenses so badly at times, I have to
press my hand hard over my heart to stop the painful pressure of the
constricting muscle. Vivid images of the traumatizing horrors are alive inside
of me.
I spent over
twenty years trying to hide from Shane, escape his shadow, but he caught up
with me. In the end, he kept his promise. Shane got even with me and took my
life away from me.
However,
what I thought was the end of my life was only the beginning of an amazing life
of triumph. I often wonder how it is that I survived. I am a very lucky girl.
And by the
grace of God, I can now reflect on my life with more objectivity and was able
to finally realize what has happened to me was not my fault.
It is never the
victim’s fault.
The road of
despair has ultimately led me to an undeniable hope. Never give up hope, perseverance
is our strength and the secret to our survival.” Wildflower – A Story of
Survival ©2013
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