Let's see... Could I get any less consistent? I have only wanted to Encourage, Enlighten & even Embrace the thoughts and ideas of inspiring others... I started my writing journey and blogging as a place of refuge, one I could use as a tool... I desperately wanted to embrace my life's journey and then I wanted to Encourage you all in your's... I wanted you to feel Enlightened... But honestly, not that I have ever lied about my journey... but I have sidestepped the REALITY and never shared the whole truth, nothing but the truth, So Help me, God!!
A few months ago I was approached by a DEAR and I mean a Powerful Woman, I would consider her my Mentor... How we met... short story long... we met at a women's event, she was stunning, outgoing, and we connected immediately... We had the same love and thoughts about special needs kids, she was a retired teacher (I believe) who wrote a book, and I wanted to write a book. She was Classy, Bougee, Rachet... She was My girl... Anyway, we reconnected through the years... Literally, I think it's been over 10 years now... and she asked me to write a statement for HER upcoming book.
I said, Stephanie... I wouldn't know what to say... YOU see... When I am asked to say something... I am 100% real and raw. MY emotions flare, the passion for my experiences rages like sand in a sandstorm... I really didn't want to write this piece... I felt my writing was just enough for people to know just enough...
But I think it's time... I think it's time people know ALL of ME... ALL of the broken pieces that have been broken, tossed, SHATTERED and slowly been put together... I don't even know which part of my life to start with... My life was shattered from the beginning. My childhood was good but I was assaulted at 7 years old by a babysitter.. but I had typical youth trials.. so I didn’t feel my “shattered happened until my older years… I married a wonderful man who had a family that was not wonderful to me... I had birthed a special needs son at 26 years of age only a year after my first baby and 18 months before my 3rd baby. That shattered me as I mourned the loss of his "living life" the first 6 months of his life. I knew I needed to mourn his future so that I was prepared and man... GOD is GOOD... I was so grateful I went through that because now as hard as it is to watch him watch people go on with his life... I am fully capable of being present with him and for him. He is not alone... I have struggled with suicide as a teenager and even as an adult... I had a miscarriage... I struggle with perfectionism and control... I am now struggling with the pains of society's truths and my older daughters believing that we did the bare minimum or that we were a military family with no benefits... the daughter's wedding you never got an invitation to... the "childhood trauma" they have created within their minds all because their dad and I did our very best to provide.. the loss of friends as your son excels in his sports over another... moving 28 times in 27 years of marriage... homeless because of a bad partner decision with a family member, being evicted, living on food stamps, working 24-7 so nothing is ever taken from you again only to find out years later your kids hate you for that (not all of them)... being in a marriage that I wish I would have understood more... I wish I would have known who I was but because I didn't I hated him and myself and my life. This all affected the children... but staying committed enough to fight through the hard and saying your sorry repeatedly because you want the marriage to work.. Thankfully he did to. Learning to control my crazy. My crazy embarrassing outbursts of hitting myself, shaking so bad because you were so out of control (and you were not on drugs) you just wanted to die.. because life you just didn't understand and you never understood how to be happy, find happy and you didn't know how to live happy. I searched for worldly things, I wanted friends, I didn't want friends, I trusted everyone but yet I trusted no one... Giving money made me feel good but it was never enough.. Serving others became my therapy, learning to serve myself, and trying to be educated. You just knew you were the loser in y our family because you were the only one without a degree. Becoming a millionaire at 32 and then losing it all at 33. Rebuilding, growing, and everything in between.
I was so SHATTERED!! Emotionally, Physically, Spiritually, FInancially.
Would I do it again to BE WHO I am today... YES!
All the temper tantrums, the fights, and the losses were substantiated by the GROWTH...
I NEVER STOPPED wanting to WIN... I NEVER stopped wanting MORE... I NEVER STOPPED wanting to BE A BETTER VERSION of MYSELF... and I KNEW that GOD knew I had something Great inside of me..
GOD never gave up on me and thankfully... My husband never gave up on me and thankfully I NEVER GAVE UP ON ME...
The biggest lesson I learned out of being SHATTERED... was to EMBRACE it... I learned quickly to recognize the times I was being shattered or I was just shattered... I would get on my knees and cry loudly to God... Someone very wise once said... You have 5 minutes to feel sorry for yourself and then get back up and go to work. That's exactly what I did...
The greatest lines are written in a song... If you're going through HELL, just keep going don't look back...
This life was meant to SHATTER you... It was meant to be HARD and when you learn and accept that and embrace like the Buffalo and face the storm, that is when you know you have arrived.
All the greats have been Shattered. Michael Jordan, Martha Stewart, Donald Trump, JK Rawlings, but the greatest of all was Jesus Christ... and because YoU will never be asked to do what HE does... then you man up... woman up.. put your faith and trust in God because only HE can take you from being Shattered to being pieced back together as you were meant to be..
I am not done being shattered... I have 6 kids lol... They all have and will continue to break my heart and criticize me at some point in their lives... But what I do know that I didn't know even 10 years ago... I know that Kyle (my husband) loves me and believes in me more than ever... And when that story is told, you will understand how much that statement means to me, that I can even write that is amazing... I will move forward in Faith, in confidence in ME... I know what I am capable of... I know that everything is just money... there is nothing that can stop me from living my Shattered life as I continue to embrace my true self...
Believe me when I say. I believe in you. I had a very small circle of believers... Ms Stephanie was one of them. Thank you Stephanie for giving me the courage and guidance in sitting down to write. You truly inspire and only the Finest will rise to embrace that.
Love and blessings to you all
Sadie