These are my parents:
When I was pregnant with my daughter, my parents split up and got divorced within a 4 month period.
I was so broken and let down and feeling so helpless.
I've gotten over a lot of the pain and ache that you would think a grown woman with her own family wouldn't feel when her own Mommy and Daddy divorce, but I really like to remember the happy times they shared-we shared.
It's the strangest thing to me to see or even hear about my parents with other people. Boyfriends, girlfriends.. it all seems so wrong and... well strange.
He belongs with her, and she belongs with him, and if it's hard... well pray about it, and work on it.
That's what I always kind of secretly think, but I know they both deserve to be happy and if they aren't happy with each other, then I guess that's why they are where they are.
Mom and Dad have been divorced for almost a year and a half, and I'm ashamed to admit that sometimes I still imagine them being back together. I'll even admit that I've encouraged it to one parent or another.
Divorce is something I've never even thought would be a part of my life, in any way.
After seeing the pain it caused so many people to see my parents give up I've vowed to fight for our relationship now, 10 years, 30 years, and 50 years to come. Divorce is so scary to me now, and to be honest, I fear it. If it could happen to them then couldn't it sneak up on us? Don't get me wrong my husband and I have an epic relationship.Lots of love, and time, and now God has helped us more than I could even explain.
I love my mom and dad very much, but times have changed.
I have my own family now, and I continue to concentrate and build and make mine stronger and able to endure.
I just really like that picture, and all of the other sweet and funny memories I have of my parents stored in my head.
That's my flashback, ya'll.
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