Just Me and My World

I know this is Breast Cancer Awareness month, and I am doing my thing to make a difference with a Breast Cancer walk later this month, yet… I want to touch on something that is a part of my life everyday. I work for Child Enrichment, which is a non profit that helps abused children. I think that Child Abuse is not thought of everyday so please take a moment to read this and think about these children, and direct someone you know to read this… help spread the word, Awareness is a key to prevention!!

“Daddy……it hurts”

This is A TRUE STORY AND IF YOU DON’T PASS THIS ON YOU DON’T
HAVE A SOUL!!!

My name is Chris ,
I am three,
My eyes are swollen..
I cannot see.

I must be stupid,
I must be bad,
What else could have made,
My daddy so mad?

I wish I were better,
I wish I weren’t ugly,
Then maybe my mommy,
Would still want to hug me.

I can’t do a wrong,
I can’t speak at all,
Or else I’m locked up,
All day long.

When I’m awake,
I’m all alone,
The house is dark,
My folks aren’t home.

When my mommy does come home,
I’ll try and be nice,
So maybe I’ll just get,
One whipping tonight.

I just heard a car,
My daddy is back,
From Charlie’s bar

I hear him curse,
My name is called ,
I press myself,
Against the wall.

I try to hide,
From his evil eyes,
I’m so afraid now,
I’m starting to cry.

He finds me weeping,
Calls me ugly words,
He says its my fault,
He suffers at work.

He slaps and hits me,
And yells at me more,
I finally get free,
And run to the door.

He’s already locked it,
And I start to bawl,
He takes me and throws me,
Against the hard wall.

I fall to the floor,
With my bones nearly broken,
And my daddy continues,
With more bad words spoken.

‘I’m sorry!’, I scream,
But it’s now much to late,
His face has been twisted,
Into a unimaginable sh ape.

The hurt and the pain,
Again and again,
O please God, have mercy!
O please let it end!

And he finally stops,
And heads for the door,
While I lay there motionless,
Sprawled on the floor.

My name is Chris ,
I am three,
Tonight my daddy,
Murdered me.

And you can help,
Sickens me to the soul,
If you read this,
And don’t pass it on.

I pray for your forgiveness,
You would have to be,
One heartless person,
Not to be affected,
By this Poem.

And because you ARE affected,
Do something about it!
So all I ask you to do,
Is pass this on!

IF YOU ARE AGAINST CHILD ABUSE!
Post this as ‘Daddy … It hurts’

If you do not send this to everyone you know
Then you obviously don’t care about child abuse.

At first I thought this was just a chain letter
And I wasn’t going to send it either,
But now I realize that this is an important situation.

At least 5 children each day from around the world die from child abuse!!!!

This happens across the board, no matter how much money they have or their ethnicity.
Please help.

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Ok… so I don’t update this as often as I should, I also haven’t received too many emails on suggestions on causes that people would like showcased, which is disappointing to me. I chose to do something to make a difference for animals because of an experience that happened this past weekend. 

Friday I got a call from Daniel saying there was a kitten in the back yard and that he basically put it out somewhere in the neighborhood (yes he is not like I am when it comes to these things, although in his defense, our dog would have killed it!) I of course told him ok, but I wish he would have put it somewhere until I could have taken it to a shelter.

Saturday morning I went out the back door heading to the laundry room and I heard the faintest little meow… I looked over and a tiny orange and white kitten was heading up our driveway. He looked horrible, and my heart sank. I went inside and told Daniel that it came back. He was in the carport, I told Daniel not to move him and started calling around and leaving messages. I was told not to feed it, because it would never leave. (I didn’t like this….)

As the day went on and I called and left a million messages trying to find somewhere to take this kitten in (6-8 weeks old at the most), I walked outside and told Daniel I didn’t give a shit I was bringing it water and feeding it. So, I took at a bowl of water, and I looked down at it and you could tell it’s eyes were infected. My heart was soooooooo broken. 

I went back inside and called the Humane Society and was told they couldn’t help me because they had 168 cats. I then left more messages. I took a can of tuna out to it, and it was just attention starved, it ate… and hung out in the carport. I recieved a call and she said they did shots etc, to call another rescue place and I left a number (to receive no call back at all!) 

My intensions were to find it a home today, I didn’t care where I would have to take it, but i haven’t seen him since Saturday night, I can only hope that he is safe and maybe someone saw this poor thing and took him in….

So for me, please…. 

http://www.theanimalrescuesite.com/clickToGive/home.faces?siteId=3

click and make a difference!

Today I have chosen this charity. Feed the children is a charity that delivers food, medicine, clothing and other necessities to individuals, children and families who lack these essentials due to famine, war, poverty, or natural disaster. This non-profit organization has been operating and making a difference for 30 years.

Please visit their site www.feedthechildren.org. If you are unable to donate, just spread the word, make someone aware that an organization exsists, you never know whar that can do in the future. Also take a minute to follow @feedthechildren on twitter!

Yesterday, I posted about the Mother who was murdered along with her daughter, and her son, by the grace of God, survived. Well, below is more to the story. I want to post more about this for the simple fact that many women go through abusive relationships, and I hope that  anyone that reads this that may go through this realizes it’s not going to get better! Don’t read this story and say, “that will never happen to me.”

I am not preaching to anyone, I have been there, I was in a horrible relationship, and the night there was a screwdriver that was heading for my neck, was the last night. I went through a lot to get out of that relationship, and I learned a lot from it…. please learn from other’s mistakes.

Enduring abuse can be a fatal mistake
Enduring abuse can be a fatal mistake | by Laurie Roberts – Jun. 6, 2009 06:35 AM
The Arizona Republic

On April 28, a Glendale judge dismissed misdemeanor charges against Michael Brian Miller.

Miller, who had been accused of hitting his wife, had just completed 36 group counseling sessions and was once again off the hook.

His wife wouldn’t testify against him.

Note to women (or men) who, like Adriana Miller, perhaps feel too fearful or too faithful to testify or to just get the heck out: Do it. Please do it.

Adriana, I’m told, was a soft-spoken, kind-hearted 28-year-old woman who valued her privacy, loved her children and believed in making her marriage work. Even if it got violent. Twice her husband was brought up on charges — in 2004 and 2008 — and twice she declined to testify.

Adriana, a pharmacy technician, often talked with a friend at work about what she endured. She also talked about leaving. “She kept going back and forth,” Joshua Sheinin told me. “He was battling addictions and mental illnesses, and she just believed he would get better.”

If only she had also talked to Danielle, another co-worker, who had no idea what Adriana was going through until this week. Danielle says she used to endure an abusive relationship but finally got out. Danielle would have told Adriana that things would not get better.

“This only ends one way,” she told me. “It may take a couple of months or it may take two years but it only ends one way. Either they’re going to seriously injure you or kill you and/or your children or at least put your family in danger. No one deserves to live that way.”

It was about 9p.m. on Jan.27, 2008, when then-9-year-old Valerie Miller, huddled in a bedroom of their Glendale home with her 3-year-old brother, called 911. The child told police that her father was drunk and angry at her mother for disturbing him while he was listening to music. So he allegedly did what apparently came naturally: He slapped her in the face and knocked her to the ground. The child told police that it wasn’t the first time.

Miller was arrested that night but instead of being prosecuted, he was sent to counseling. Adriana wouldn’t testify.

I don’t understand that. But then, I’ve been blessed with a guy who doesn’t use his fists, so I asked Elizabeth Ditlevson over at the Arizona Coalition Against Domestic Violence to explain it.

“There are lots of reasons that women aren’t able to participate in the prosecution of their partners and former partners,” she told me. “I think that love and fear play a huge role and also coercion on the part of a batterer.”

Ditlevson said it’s important that police and prosecutors collect enough evidence to be able to proceed without the victim’s help, if need be.

In Miller’s case, they didn’t have it.

After his 2008 arrest, Miller got counseling through Justice Services, a company Glendale pays to run its diversion programs. The company claims a recidivism rate of only 2 percent after their domestic-violence counselors are done.

Miller was obviously not their poster boy.

Court records indicate that he went through the program both in 2004 and after his arrest last year. He completed his 36 sessions this spring and charges were dismissed on April 28.

Thirty-two days later, about dawn last Saturday, police say Miller, 29, grabbed a butcher knife from the kitchen of his home and repeatedly stabbed Adriana during an argument over his not being able to sleep. Police say that as he was stabbing his wife, his 10-year-old daughter entered the dining room, so he grabbed her by the hair and began stabbing her in the chest. Finally, police say, he went for his son, who is just 4, punching him in the face and stabbing him.

“(Miller) told me that he stabbed the child the most,” a Glendale officer wrote. “When asked why, (he) said because he loved him the most.” Adriana and Valerie died there on the dining-room floor. Their son, whose name I’m not using, was found with the knife still embedded in his shoulder. He survived by some miracle, though who knows what monsters will forever haunt him.

The number for the National Domestic Violence Hotline, by the way, is 1-800-799-SAFE. Someone will answer 24 hours a day.

RIP Adrianna and Valerie, I did not know you, but you are in my heart.

Please pray for the little boy, his scars will be hard to overcome, and hopefully his mom and sister will be his guarrdian angels and help him to get through this.

There is nothing we can do in this situation. I am posting a story which is local to Arizona, I have never met these people, yet being that I work in a field that advocates for abused children, I find that this story should be heard by others.

I know how I feel when I hear of children being murdered, and even worse when the person that they trust the most is the person that brings them to their death. This is a sad case where a Mother, and one of her children was murdered and the youngest child made it through. Today is the service for this Mother and Child.

This is the story below:

http://www.azcentral.com/news/articles/2009/06/04/20090604gl-miller0604-ON.html

Today please take a moment of silence for this mother and child, and also for the little boy that lost his entire family.

Thanks!

Please go to this site and click the blue button, that’s all. No money, no sign up, just click it. By doing this you are helping to raise money for children’s health care

http://www.thechildhealthsite.com/clickToGive/home.faces?siteId=5

Give me 10 minutes of your day to do something for someone! We can all make a difference.

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