Married to a pedophile — just the words send a shiver up my spine! It saddens me and angers me to think that most of my earthly life was spent sharing my heart and soul with a man who lived a terrible double life. I prayed for a Christian soul-mate, and I believed with every breath in me that God answered my prayers. For most of the almost forty years we were married I blamed myself for the problems in our marriage. And, I was made to feel so inadequate.
Child molestation is something we think will never, ever happen in our family. We fool ourselves into thinking that this is something you read about in the newspaper or see on Dateline or on the evening news every now and then.
WRONG! Pedophiles are living among us in every walk of life and they are thinking about YOUR child constantly, planning how to MOLEST your child, and they will not stop until their mission is carried out. How do I know? I heard it from the mouth of a pedophile — the man I was married to for almost forty years. In his words, “If I wasn’t in prison I’d still be doing what I did from my teen years — I’d be molesting children.” Continue reading
“Where have you been?” “What’s been going on?” “Are you okay” “Why haven’t you been writing?” The questions have been pouring in and I’m finally slowing down enough to answer your questions.
I have been taking a break from the heavy stuff in life so that I could totally, completely, and wonderfully enjoy the marriages of two of my daughters. Can you believe it? Two marriages in less than four weeks!!!! I cannot even begin to put into words how my heart felt as I watched my daughters — hearts so full of love and joy – join hands and hearts forever with the men of their dreams. My heart throbbed so hard that there were moments when I thought it would explode. Our family has gone through so much sadness in the past three years that it was truly a God-given break away from the hard, heartbreaking stuff to see and feel and share so much joy!
If you’re new to this blog, I’d encourage you to start reading at the very beginning of my story. This blog is about my journey of being married to a practicing pedophile for almost forty years. The purpose of sharing my story is to educate you so that you will not be as naïve as I was about child molestation. There were “red flags” in my marriage, but I had no clue what these meant. After reading my story, you will be in a much better place to recognize the signs of child abuse and to do something about it!
My blog entry for today is going to be brief. Sometimes digging too deep into the archives of my life is too painful. This is one of those days when I’d rather not remember it all. Yet, I feel such a need to say something that is on my heart right now to all of those who are currently in a situation of abuse that feels hopeless. And, I feel an overwhelming need to say something to all of those who have endured the tormenting agony of being sexually abused as a child.