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Age: 64, Location: Cuyahoga Falls, OH
When were you at your weakest:
When my daughter was diagnosed with MS. As a mother, it is just natural to feel...no matter how old they are...that it is our job, our responsibility, our duty, our call to protect our children from any kind of harm. Against such things, even a mom is helpless. It was a reminder that in and of ourselves we can do nothing and must give everything to the Lord.When were you at your strongest:
When I was divorced and raising two small daughters, while working full time and going to college at the same time. Some days I look back on those days and wonder how in the world I made it through. I am ever so grateful to God for always having His hand on my life.How are you feeling now:
I am blessed beyond that of which I am worthy. Content, comfortable, at peace.
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Age: 54, Location: Midwest USA
When were you at your weakest:
Honestly, speaking from a time I can't remember was the story told to me by my adopted mother, my true mother, who raised me and taught me everything I know about being a strong woman. I was at my weakest when I was 11 months old fighting for my life, holding on by a thread yet blessed by God to continue living as the story was told to me. I had been rescued from the mother who couldn't take care of me and would have let me die from starvation and neglect had God not sent 2 angels to take me to my Godsend mother who would later adopt me at the age of 8-yrs-old. My bio-mother was unfortunately unable to care for me because she suffered from a mental disorder that disallowed her to understand the damage I was being put through. My head was covered in sores from an allergic reaction to non-fat-dry-milk that I was fed (to this day I stay away from this product) and my body was nothing but head and stomach and the rest of my body was skin and bones at the time when my Godsend mother first laid eyes upon me. She asked that my bio-mother come to see her to talk about letting her keep me to bring me back to health, otherwise I would soon die. My bio-mother agreed to let me live with my new mother and she saved my life with the help of God's guidance and the strength he gave her to process what had to be done to get me healthy and thriving. I didn't know how to eat and I was taken to the doctor ""every day"" for months, even sometimes having doctor home visits to check on my condition. The story is very in-depth as I remember it because it was told to me many times in efforts for me not to ever forget how God blessed me. My new mother would always look at me and say that I was a ""blessed child."" She would say this because I thrived so well that I never had any defects from my malnutrition. I grew up with 20-20 vision; my hearing is perfect; I had all my faculties and learning abilities (graduating Valedictorian of 8th grade elementary school); and I never had anything other than regular childhood ailments like any other child. This has to be the only answer for this question in regards to my being at my weakest.When were you at your strongest:
I've been at my strongest over my entire life because I've always been able to sufficiently and cerebrally figure out how to battle any significant failure or setback in my life. I was 17-yrs-old when my adopted mother passed away in 1974. I had to be strong to deal with what was going to be me against the world. I've been able to deal with disappointments, illnesses, surgeries, and my divorce with a 2-yr-old son to care for through my lessons learned and taught to me from my mother's teachings. Her words have always found my mind whenever I needed to reach for an ability to strive and get past a negative point in my life. My belief in the spiritual and the Almighty helped me to hear her words, even if I didn't remember that she had said them to me during my life with her. I'm at my strongest when I listen and know that I can comprehend whatever is being said because I believed my mother, when she said that I was a ""blessed child"".How are you feeling now:
Right now, I am feeling a bit uninspired. I'm healthy for the most part and hope and pray that my health continues to stay with me. I'm alone. I only have my son, who's not very much company because he doesn't want to talk or can't be more talkative because he suffers from Aspergers Syndrome. I struggle with his negativity and hatefulness. I wish that I could change our situation (financially, emotionally and socially) to make my life better so that I can make his life better. As you can see I can't speak of myself without speaking of my son, because I'm his mother and legal guardian (since 18y.o., now 20y.o.) and even though he's my adopted son, I am his mother and the way he feels greatly alters how I feel. I miss Michael Jackson, because he was like my love and my muse. I still think of him as my muse but I can't seem to get through with my thoughts. I allow distractions to deter from getting things done. I have to fight this and find my strength as it lies underneath the surface and usually I can tap into it whenever I need it. I just sort of lost my will to persevere when Michael left us. Though, I say this, I know in my heart that the same way my mother reaches me when I need her, is the same as when I need Michael. I strongly feel that I'm able to sense him. Being somewhat psychic, I've always felt that I can feel better and achieve greater, but I just need to want it and sometimes wanting it is not enough.
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Age: 30, Location: Australia
When were you at your weakest:
I was weakest when I had memories bubbling up from nowhere that were frightening and made no sense. Once I started realising they were memories of past abuse, I got into self harming and felt suicidal. I didn't see the point in living and couldn't put up with the pain any longer.When were you at your strongest:
When I came out with the truth to my family. I was strong enough to tell them with the same fear in me that they would't accept it or me. I was strong enough to tell the truth. And my family believed me. What I feared most was that they wouldn't. But they did.How are you feeling now:
I am good now. I am much stronger. I have taken many hits since that time. I almost died due to someone else's negligence which has left me needing to readjust a lot of things and how I can live my life as closely as it was before. I have accepted things have changed now and I'm ok with it. I have a son who has medical problems himself and being on the rollercoaster of testing has been hard, and getting a diagnosis which wasn't a good one. But I am strong for him. He is my world and I will protect him to the best of my ability. I have a little guy to live and be strong for. He's my world, and I am determined that he will have a much better childhood than I did.