Last Friday was the one year anniversary of the police's response to a domestic violence call to my home.
Every negative experience has a positive twist to it.
It's been an incredibly difficult, emotional and exhilarating year. I am not the same woman who opened the door to the policeman last year. I also knew that I was dying a slow, torturous death by emotional, psychological, verbal and sexual abuse. My little boy was the reason I stayed with him so long - he came into my life when he was 8 months old and on Tuesday I will silently celebrate the 4th year of sharing his life. We still are connected via my little boy, but visitation is not court ordered and will not be because it is a single parent adoption.