Last Thursday I shared about going to Langley AFB to do some healing. I came to accept that my healing would have to happen from the sidewalk and walking around the block. But GOD had another plan. He answered a prayer that I never prayed but was a desire of my heart. I was able to go in the house for just a few minutes to reminance. https://www.fromvictimtovictorious1.com/unprayed-prayers-answered/
I remember when we pulled up to the house the feelings I was feeling. I felt so broken as we sat there. That house did have some good memories.
Sunday Night Hair Brushing Sessions with my dad.
Cooking with my mom.
But that house broke me
I am sure there are more good memories. I just have to trudge through the heaviness of the bad memories that are blurring my vision. That is my hope of this blog is to unload the bad so I can start to remember the good memories.
At this moment when I think of 233-B Grey Ave (that is no longer the address) I feel like it is the house that broke me:
That I lost my innocence.
That I realized the harshness of the world
That I realize that my family was far from the Olin Mills Picture we tried to portray
I was a child who just went through the motions of life. Not necessarily living life. I want to be able to rekindle and reignite good happy memories from my childhood and not just the heavy burdensome memories that are stuck in my reel.
It is also the place that I had to realize that I needed to fight hard for who I would become.
I will not allow this house to just be the hard and bad memories. Because this house also held so many good memories.
I look forward to what this process will do for me. I hope you join me on this journey.
To GOD Be The GLORY. Take Care Much Love
