I am Trauma Mama
That's who I am
I cannot deny
This is my fam
We work and we toil
To better behaviors
To treat others as we wish to be treated
Instead of like haters
I would love to be here in blog-land with you
I would love to be here,
And sometimes, not in this zoo
Would you like to know where I have been?
Would you like to know, now and again?
I do not like to deal with this stuff
This stuff is tough
This stuff is rough
I do not like it
Here nor there
I do not like it
Anywhere
I don't like the way it makes me feel
To relive trauma
And watch my kids reel
With emotions spinning out of control from their past
We do not know how long this fit, this rage, this behavior will last
It makes them all yucky
And behaviors pour out
It makes me feel yucky
And I must be devout
In coaching them on how to love
In coaching them about our Father above
I do not like dealing with this
And sometimes,
Just sometimes,
I want to shout and throw up my fist
But alas, that would not help
I must have empathy for things they've seen
The hurt they have felt
I must be strong and courageous and sure
I must teach appropriate ways to love and endure
Love is a choice that one must make
Day to day
It is not a feeling
That can be sent away
I do not like dealing with this
Not here
Not there
And when they heal, this I will not miss
I do not like being Trauma Mama
Yet I yearn to love them
And train them
And teach them without drama
Little one,
Life can be sweet and loving and caring
Young ones,
You can have family that does without swearing
It is possible to live in a house
It is possible to have a father that is not a louse
It is nice to not live out of a box
Or a tent
Or a car
Or in parking lots
You mustn't eat out of trash cans
Or steal
Or lie
Or hurt others with your hands
Yes, words hurt too
Although you can apologize
You cannot take back
The things that you do
Our Heavenly Father gave me the example
And now, through love
I share, with you, a sample
You see, I do not like child endangerment
Abuse or neglect
And I will fight for you
My child
With love and respect
I do love you
Child of Trauma
I do love you
That's why God made ME
Your Mama!
If you're wondering where I've been, all I can say is there have been more important things to deal with than blogging.
I am still A Woman in God's Word and I am still in Bible study. But right now, my time is torn between five teens that need my love, guidance, and as always, my time.
Don't delete my blog from your favorites just yet! I will be back as soon as I can. For now, I just wanted you to know we are healthy and know that God is good...All the time!
I can't wait to have Bible study with you again real soon!
Blessings~Ginger
PS-The following is a link to Christine Moers blog page. She has written a touching post on her family's 6th "Gotcha Day". I thought it was worthy to share. Although I do not agree with everything she says, the woman knows about being a Trauma Mama! She has a great sense of humor and shows unremorseful love to her children of trauma. Please read her post, if you dare, to help you understand a bit of what a Trauma Mama feels. Thank you for your support and understanding in the way we must parent our children.
welcome to my brain . net: Six years:
