Everyone has a story... Different hurts, different pains different levels and different devils.
Here is mine..
Growing up was never easy for me, I am 16 and it's still never easy, the most difficult part of my life is my at home life. As a child I always looked to my mother for support, but got none. I always looked to my mother for love, didn't get that either. Your probably wonder so what exactly did I get from my mother?
She tired her best to give me material things like, phone, hair stuff, makeup, she even paid for me to do a makeup course; don't get me wrong I am extremely grateful because these are thing I take interest in. I use to write her letters and make cards for her, but she look little to no interest in them. The thing I wanted most from my mother and could never see is her love for me, everyone says that she love me but I can't even remember the last time I heard those words from her mouth. They say that I put down myself to much, well I was taught to put down my self. I am not sure what comforting others is like, because I never really had much of that growing up. I use to comfort myself by blaming myself and even looking down on myself. its only now that I know I can look to God for comfort and support. Though I still look to my mother for her true love, the most can do is cry just as I have been doing throughout my entire life. A mother's love can change a child's life, especially to a daughter.. don't let your daughter have to wait for the right time to come and talk to you, make it your duty as a mother to speak to her; even if it's just a simple question like 'How was your day' or even a compliment 'You look beautiful.' Life isn't a promise, everyday is a miracle from God to us. Use it wisely, tomorrow isn't promise and today is never too late to start if you haven't already. Remember one thing, material things don't last for ever, but words do...
