The next thing I remember is Jason racing into the bedroom and finding me on the floor. He knelt on the floor, gathered me in his arms, and reached for the phone to call 911. He just kept saying, "Don't leave me. Please don't leave me!" I could see the terror in his tear-filled eyes as he repeated it over and over.
Tag: Anger
Loving Without Words
by Delores Liesner "Are you okay, Grandma? Is this hard for you?" Leave it to my oldest granddaughter to spot the pain I thought was well hidden. As we drove into the dusty little town, I silently reviewed the call that began an inner prompting to revisit my past, and my granddaughter's willingness to leave… Continue reading Loving Without Words
No More Anger: Hope for an Out-of-Control Mom
by Kathy Collard Miller Darcy's training pants were wet again. Again! As I struggled to pull down the soaking pants, I felt a rush of frustration. "Darcy, you're supposed to come in the bathroom and go in the potty chair." As I spanked her with my hand, my tension and tiredness found an outlet. Spanking… Continue reading No More Anger: Hope for an Out-of-Control Mom