Are you dealing with your parents divorcing or do you have a friend that is going through it and you are not sure what to say? Here is one girl's story about her parents divorce!
I was only 4 years old when my parents decided to get a divorce. Even though my dad originally received custody of me, he decided that the best thing for a little girl was to be with her mother. So, my mom and I left our home, away from my dad, and moved hours away to live with my mom's sister. I don't remember much about when it first happened,, but as the years passed the separation began to affect me more and more. It became really hard to leave my mom to go visit my dad, and then it was really hard to leave them and come back home. I was an emotional basket case a lot of those times! When I was very little I remember being very close to my dad, but the more time I spent away from him, the more we grew apart. I'm still working on that today, because I really hope that eventually my dad and I will be close again. I developed a very close relationship with my mom, however, and to this day we have a great relationship.
As my dad and I grew more apart, I started to feel the effects of not consistently having a dad around. I believe that a little girl should hear everyday from her father that she is beautiful, that she is a princess, that she means the world to him. A lack of hearing these things from my dad combined with the emotional stress I grew up with contributed to many insecurities that I'm just beginning to let go of now. Now, I'm not blaming my dad or my situation for those insecurities. My dad adores me, and I have no doubts about that. He just doesn't express it much, and couldn't when I was growing up due to our separation. There was definitely a void in my life.
There was a time that I wanted to be angry about my life, and about the fact that I never had what a lot of kids do. My dad was never there on my first day of school. Most birthdays were spent away from him. And since my dad is kind of quiet, he never called much either. But the amazing thing is that even when Satan wants to use some bad situation that we face to destroy us, God can use that same situation to build us up and draw us to Himself. You see, I could have chosen to become bitter towards God for allowing this to happen to me and to my family, but instead, He drew me to Himself and showed me a Father's love. And His love was, and is, so intense and so fulfilling, that it doesn't even matter that I can't be around my dad every day. Now don't get me wrong, I still need my dad in my life and I'm so thankful for him and all he has done for me. But knowing God's love makes it okay that I only get hugs and kisses from my dad occasionally. Now, God as my Father tells me I am beautiful and how much I mean to Him. I can cry in His arms when I've had a bad day or when I'm just feeling down, and He comforts me. God used my situation and all of the pain that I had faced to show Himself to me and to reveal that He is my Father who will never, under NO circumstance, ever leave. And that really is the best kind of love!