She Never Gave Up

A young girl struggles with being adpoted. The young girl tries to understand love.

She Never Gave Up

   

    I lay on the floor, furiously kicking my legs and screaming until my throat felt raw-all because my mom asked me to put away my toys.

    "I hate you," I shrieked. I was six years old and didn't understand why I felt so angry all the time.

      I didn't know how to tell her that I hurt inside. Throwing a tantrum was the only way I knew how to express my feelings.

    Mom did lots of nice things for me. She took me to Church every week. She let me have pets and let me have anything that I desired and wanted. Every day she told me she loved me. But love wasn't enough to heal the hurt inside me. I kept waiting for her to change her mind about me but she never did.

    So I tried to hurt her before she hurt me. I picked fights over little things and threw tantrums when I didn't get my way. I slammed doors. If Mom tried to stop me, I'd try to hit her. But she never lost patience with me. She would hug me and say she loved me anyway. When I got mad, she would make me do something with myself like running around the house.

    Mom was always strict about school work. One day I was watching TV and she came in and turned it off. "You can watch it after your homework" she said. I blew up. I picked up my books and threw them across the room. "I hate you and I don't want to live here anymore! I screamed.

      I waited for her to tell me to start packing. When she didn't, I asked, Aren't you going to yell at me or anything?

    Than it hit me she really did love me. And I realized I loved, her too. I cried and hugged her. And I told her that I love you too.

    Mom and I do everything together. We smile when people say how much we look alike. They don't believe she's not my really mom.

    I'm happier now than I ever could imagine. All because of one women love for a young hlepless foster child is what I thank God for everyday. I'd like to get married and have kids, but if that doesn't work out, I'll adopt like Mom did. I'll pick a scared and lonely  kid and then never, ever give up on them. I'm so glad Mom never gave up on me.

Reviews

[Voice11]

wow, I really like it, very good.

[Jay]

That brought tears to my eyes. To be loved like that no matter what you do must be wonderful. Love is the only way to heal scars that no one can see. Your mom is amazing for being one of the few people with a heart that can care so much.

[Catechize]

Dear Jwana Creer Yeshua,
Your words speak volumes to my spirit. For one to understand and acknowledge at such an early age of development, is astounding (to say-the-least). There are countless children in this world that are forced to live under circumstances that we choose to ignore or classify as 'lost causes'. We also believe that throwing money to them will ease all the pain and sorrow yet this is not the case... for we need to be a part of their lives, support them in all they are about and become a positive influence for them; giving them the gift of hope in their lives...
Your mother is one of the great women that has much strength, intense compassion and inspiring faith... that we all can learn from. How she continued to love you as much as you 'thought' you hated her is a feat in-itself. We all could also learn great humility from this woman.
Your expectance on abandonment and persecution has been crafted to a perfection. How your emotions perceived a feeling that was in-reality a wanting of your spirit to push past all the deception to reveal all the love that you had within. I have never seen emotions pulled in a reverse fashion before and I thank you for honoring us all with this portyal of affection.
Your experiences and lessons-learned will bring much love and many precious moments for you and your children. There are many children in this woirld that would be greatly loved and gracious of having a mother such as yourself in their lives.
I look forward to hearing more of your life and words. Please do not stop searching within yourself to understand who you are and where you journey will be leading you towards...

Humblest Regards,
Catechize