In hindsight, I now understand that loneliness was a lifeline to my true self - begging to not be discarded. Read more as my hope is to use my experience to help you understand the relationship between living loved and known instead of living lonely.
I love your transparency here, and I love your vision and mission for this blog. This is such an important topic. Thanks for tackling! Visiting from hope*writers!
You had me at second paragraph, I too was that little bird always asking ..."are you my mother, are you my father?".... He died when I was 5yrs old. Looking back I see how it must have made my mother feel bad always asking for a father and a sister/ brother.
“EVENTUALLY, the tides turned when the Band-Aids broke, and I came to the end of myself and turned toward God” - I love this so much! Welcome to Substack! I hope you love it as much as I do!
I love your transparency here, and I love your vision and mission for this blog. This is such an important topic. Thanks for tackling! Visiting from hope*writers!
So moving! Thanks for sharing this message of hope and invitation.
Gave me chills Lisa. Thank you for sharing. Looking forward to the journey.
I look forward to the journey! I’m thinking God created you pretty special!
You had me at second paragraph, I too was that little bird always asking ..."are you my mother, are you my father?".... He died when I was 5yrs old. Looking back I see how it must have made my mother feel bad always asking for a father and a sister/ brother.
Lisa, so many hits to my heart here. Thanks for the invite, love you friend.
That was honestly beautiful. I’m on board!
Thank you Liz! Means a lot coming from you.
“EVENTUALLY, the tides turned when the Band-Aids broke, and I came to the end of myself and turned toward God” - I love this so much! Welcome to Substack! I hope you love it as much as I do!
Thank you for the warm welcome!!