Since I started on there I’ve met some of the most amazing women and men (There ya go Jay … just for you :) )
It’s a heart warming story, and one that chokes you up at the thought of her being down there for five days, alone hoping to make it home with her two small children and husband of four years.
She lived for her children; she knew she couldn’t leave them so soon. Her daughter will be three years old on Thursday, she couldn’t do that to them. They saved her life.
That got me thinking…. How many times have our children saved our lives?
I was a wild child; I moved out of my home at 17 and was out getting into trouble very young. Then it happened, December of 1990, I got pregnant with my daughter. It all stopped. I stopped partying, drinking and any other activities I’d gotten into. If it had not been for that one thing, I’m sure I’d have been dead. I was on a path of destruction.
I ran with her at 6 months old from an abusive relationship with only her diaper bag in the middle of the night, I protected her above all else, and in the process, protected myself.
My daughter saved my life….
Have your children ever saved your life? Were you the child that saved a parent or a caregiver?