Ink Stained Soul…

You stole my motherhood.
The joy of being safe in the tender moments of building the legacy of my children.
I say my children, because a father would never truly do this.
We were all your victims.
You stole time.
You caused so much damage.
The best thing you ever did was be part of creating my babies and finally leaving us alone so I could raise them solely.
Under me they have healed so much.
We all have.
Safe.
Love lives in our walls.
I did that.