On 21st May 2019, the British Government announced there would be a review of the family courts and how they do not protect children from abusive fathers. The review will be run by Ministry of Justice and will run for three months. The panel will include leading academics, charities, and senior members of the judiciary. This follows an investigation by the BBC’s Victoria Derbyshire programme, and a call for a full independent review by MP Louise Haigh, Shadow Minister for Policing. The Prime Minister Theresa May rejected calls for a full independent review saying that there was no evidence that the Family Courts weren’t putting the safeguarding of children first, despite four children having been killed in court ordered contact with their father despite him being a domestic abuser.
I lay here in the dark listening to my lovely fiancé snoring and light breathing, watching his chest rise and fall, although not wanting to close my eyes as not wanting to miss a second of this lovely meaningful night. So I pulled the cream fluffy comfy blanket over him so he wouldn't notice me leaving. As the whole house begins to fall into silence, it's as if the spirit of the house was watching over us, making sure that everyone was safe so that no harm could ever come to those it was protecting.
Raising children is the most challenging and toughest job on earth. Children are prone to all kinds of accidents which sometimes are life threatening. You have to keep your sanity while raising them. Your eyes and ears should always be on—24 hours a day.
Have you ever heard of a nonviolent conflict? It’s a conflict that happens without promoting any form of violence whether verbally or physically. Some might have a question regarding how a verbal conflict can be violent? Well, there are words that can cause damages and pains to you than actual physical abuse. Non-violent conflicts happen almost every day in our lives whether at work, school, home, or any place that contain interactions with one another. Some of us don’t realize it. Others are aware of it but don’t like it as a matter of fact that conflicts can complicate the stability of a relationship, but there is a meaning behind it.
On a warm autumn evening, I perched atop the highest branch of my favorite apricot tree, watching the sun fall below the mountain peaks. The sky was a delicate pink. The beauty of rural Utah awed my young mind. I was in a euphoric daze until I heard my name called from the house, it was my mother inviting me back inside for Family Home Evening. I hesitantly climbed down from my tree and slowly made my way across the rocky field we considered our backyard. I dragged each foot deep into the dirt hoping the ground might sense my need and swallow me whole. I opened the door and heard a cringe-worthy off-tune rendition of, “I am Child of God.” My family sat down together in the living room of our cramped two bedroom apartment attached to my grandparents’ house, all eight of us.
I know there’s no such thing as a perfect family—mine sure as hell isn’t. I’m the middle child in a family of three. According to my mom, I used to be a wicked momma's girl and had to be with her all the time. I’m not sure when that changed and neither is she. My sister—who is three years older than I am—and I always had moments where we were best friends or worst enemies; no real in between. My brother—who is six years younger than I am—and I had a similar relationship, but more on the best friend side. After the birth of my second child, there started to be a huge drift in my family; more so, me from them. It got even bigger when I finally left her father and admitted that he was abusive, which cost me custody of my son to his father. My mom and sister blamed me for not telling anyone about the abusive relationship... for letting it get to the point of losing custody of my son.
When I think back on my childhood, I feel too many emotions to name. I was born into a very small, fragile family; a family that was passing down generations of hurt and confusion, PERIOD. Why? I don’t know. However one of the few things I’ve come to FULLY understand is that everything happens for a reason. So there was a reason for this cycle’s repetitions, and there also was damn sure a reason that at just 10 years old, I felt trapped in the middle...
There are some unique symptoms that fit a child of a narcissist. For me personally, whenever I read about the characteristics that an adult child develops over their lifetime, they almost always fit me to a T.
" When you go in search of honey, you must expect to be stung by bees." -Joseph Joubert
Anyone can tell you what love feels like but when you become parent and lay eyes on your newborn baby,you feel overwhelmed with true love, you entire soul is filled with what love truly is. You think that the love for you child is at a max but everything they do for the first time, their first crawling,their first step, their first word fills you with more love that you thought couldn’t fill you with but it’s can. Becoming a parent is an amazing thing and makes you realize what love really is
On January 30, 2019 , Chicago’s weather greatly decreased to a low of -21 degrees. All schools were cancelled for that Wednesday. Oddly enough, it did not snow much that day, though there was snow on the ground.