September 2, 2018, turned out to be a Sunday afternoon like no other. What started as a normal hamburger, hotdog, and French fry family meal quickly became the most bizarre of the bizarre confrontations in my marriage.
While my youngest daughter was preparing to make hamburgers, I started prepping the deep fryers for the French fries. This was a common weekend family meal that we made as often as once a month. All seemed fairly normal, but that would soon change. Emerging from his windowless hole...the office in the garage, my abuser stomped into the kitchen and declared, "You know what I always hated about our church picnics?"
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The purpose for this blog is to be a beacon of hope to others trapped in abusive relationships and to educate others to recognize abuse that may be going on in the lives of people you know. There is real help available to domestic abuse victims, but sometimes it is hard to find and hard to take that necessary step to freedom. But there is a way out. I want to share all that I have learned so far on this journey into my new life as well as everything that I will continue to learn along the way.
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Psalm 22:24 "For he has not despised or abhorred the affliction of the afflicted, and he has not hidden his face from him, but has heard, when he cried to him."
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