I am so angry. Why can’t I have what I want in life. I see other people, mean people, get exactly what they want in life. I watch as they gloat at others who just don’t have it as good as them.
I know everyone has felt this way. I know I am not the only one to question God. Why do I feel so alone? Will it always be this way?
I am hurting. I want to be free.
My kids who I got to physically love for two years were never supposed to be ripped from me. The agreement was we keep contact. The agreement was that we would always get to be there.
You lied. You manipulated. Yet you won.
Today as I sit, I think about the fact it has been almost 3 years since I have got to hug them. I haven’t got to see their smiles. I wish so badly I could.
I pray everyday that they know just how much we love them. I pray for God to send that love to them.
This is a long shot but an open letter to Chloe, Isaiah, and Bentley.
You are amazing kids. You’re life is meant for greatness. You have been through more in a short time then most go through in all of their life. Do not ever let anyone dull your light. Y’all keep enjoying childhood. Enjoy smiling, laughing, hugging, playing, joking, and all the little moments around it. I cannot wait to hear about it one day.
Love,
Emme
Handling The Harpers 