“You are like the daughter I never had,” Bev had said to Desiree. The memory of the words replayed in her mind.
Bev was the proud mother of three boys and married to their abusive, alcoholic father. When Desiree began dating Bev’s oldest son, Bev welcomed her with open arms and a merry heart.
Desiree watched for years as Bev did her best to hold her family together, she remained strong and held tight to her faith in God. She invited Desiree to attend church with her and this became their time since the men did not join them. It was one of these times during fellowship, while sipping coffee, that Bev claimed Desiree as her daughter.
Two years later, Ted and Des married and it became official; Desiree was now Bev’s daughter-in-law. Their closeness grew stronger.
Now at a crossroad of her marriage, Desiree wondered if Bev would still consider her a daughter. Ted had become like his father, not by drinking alcohol or by physically abusing her, but rather, he emotionally and verbally abused her regularly. It had become more than she could handle and she knew deep in her heart she had to leave.
Desiree found a studio apartment and was packing her most important possessions. Ted was gone for the weekend and she wanted to be moved out before he returned. The thought of his rage if he were present frightened her.
While packing, Des heard a knock at the door. She opened it and found herself quickly enveloped in the arms of her mother-in-law. When she drew back, she saw the tears brimming on the lids of Bev’s eyes.
“Abby told me you were moving to her little studio she rents out,” Bev told Desiree as tears left her eyes and rolled down her cheeks. Bev paused and looked deeply into Desiree’s eyes with total concern and then asked, “So, where can I start?”
“Um,…well, over here,” Desiree replied with confusion. “I’m so sorry, Bev, I’m sorry about me and Ted, it’s just that…” Desiree hesitated.
“No worries, my dear, you need my help right now, so here I am.”
Desiree felt a little bit more at ease then she had since she made this decision. She had felt so alone, but now, she wasn’t alone. She had a mom that wasn’t going to desert her. “I’m so glad you are here,” she wholeheartedly expressed to Bev.
“Desiree, God knew that you couldn’t do this alone. As hard as it is to see you leave my son, I truly can understand why you have to. My prayers will never stop while God walks you through these troubled times. And I pray that He will guide Ted to become someone different,…well, someone different than his father.”
Bev turned away for a few minutes as she packed up some items and then she turned back to Desiree with more tears in her eyes, “God is that strong Desiree. I still pray every day for my husband, and some day Harold will find his way, I have faith in that.”
“You are so strong, I am so thankful to have you in my life to guide me in my faith,” Desiree’s own eyes were now welling with tears.
“Well, Desiree, you are my only daughter, you know.”
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