Ink Stained Soul…

Life is only partly about choices. You have to factor in things happening beyond your control.
I wasn’t given a choice as a child, my rapists they gave me no choice, being beat and held against my will wasn’t a choice for me. Having developmentally disabled children was not a choice. No being with someone that I love, never my choice.
All the choices I have made have been to find a way to have joy and love inside of my circumstances. It was my choice to always choose love. Love for myself, that part of me that is broken, my beautiful tiny humans, and to allow my love to live for another inside of me like a secret oath. I chose to find my way to make some of my own dreams come to some form of life. I chose to allow myself to live and not let my light fade away.