An Orphan’s Life

I know it doesn’t look like it, but I AM writing! Today I shared a story very close to my heart over on the sisterwives blog. I’d be honored if you read it.

The SisterWives

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He was found by his aunt in his home at the age of two, abandoned by his alcoholic mother. Just a baby. Scared. Hungry. Crying.

She took him in and cared for him for a while, but eventually she had to hand him off to another family member. Over the years, he was passed around to just about everyone. Some were incredibly kind; some merely tolerated him. For one short stint he stayed with a California aunt and uncle. The alchoholic uncle got drunk one night and attempted sexual abuse โ€“ a common occurrence โ€“ with the now seven year old. The orphan tried to protect himself and a shoved the man; he fell and smashed his head on the corner of a metal coffee table.

The head injury was fatal.

The orphan was then sent back to the East Coast to live with his grandparents, Ma and Pop, whomโ€ฆ

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  1. Sharing a person like your dads story is so important. I completely understand that. Understanding where our parents come from is a vital part to understanding who and how they are. It takes courage to dig as deep as you have, understand and not judge. Great write, Beth.

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    1. Thank you, Dawn. That means a lot. I can tell from comments that his story did touch people, and/or perhaps give a little perspective. That’s all I wanted. And to honor him.


  2. omg…I just can’t even say anything other than it is great to be a survivor…but the passing it along…I just cant even imagine that kind of pressure…this is a fabulous post Beth…

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  3. A beautiful piece which I commented on over there, but came over here to follow you. Because you are pretty damn awesome, I suspect. It will be fun finding out if I’m right.


      1. I read it and haven’t stopped thinking about it. I wrote a lengthy comment. And my heart is heavy. So sad when you love someone and life gets complicated.


        1. I saw your comment and I’m so glad you saw the link! I was afraid you didn’t subscribe to replies and would miss it, and I felt like it was important for you to read. I KNEW we had so much in common in regards to this after you mentioned your bro and how he is like my dad. I felt almost desperate for you to know about my brother too. I’m heading over to the SW blog to reply to your comment there. xo


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