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man and woman in union |
But reality hit me, when I realized that my partner did not feel ready for this step to become father and fell back on his addictions. My dream of holy union popped. I felt alone and unprotected. But my daughter gave me such an inner strength, that I was ready to fight for everything. Unfortunately I lost the battle against the substance addiction, but in the process recieved a lot of wisdom about life and it´s difficulties of being congruent and start doing what you believe in.
We had moved from Switzerland to the caribbean coast of Mexico, in search of a new life. We had three more children together. Each child came to me in dreams, I instantly knew their names and missions. Finally after eight years of battling the addiction took its toll and the relationship dissolved.
The hardest thing wasn´t loosing my partner, but my dreams and all I wanted my life to be. Our breakup, in the midst of the worst bouts of substance abuse, was very traumatic and difficult. There was definitely something that deeply connected us and that´s what made everything hurt so much. Then the children were often used as emotional shields and manipulation. We were very immature and caught up in the currents of life.
I was living alone, alone, alone, taking care of 4 children and trying to make a living. It was hard. I always wanted a big family but with a partner. God please send me someone willing to live family life with me and my 4 children. I believe very strongly. I believe in the power of love. And one day I meet my second husband, in my house! I´ll never forget his deep penetrating look. It hipnotized me and I heard him talk to my mind, that he deeply loved me. It took a while for us to get to know eachother. But when we united we really did. I got pregnant pretty fast, again a holy union. He was happy to become a father, so happy. But equally suffered from alcohol problems. I felt like I was reliving the same movie. I realized I had to change my ways. I began to focus all my energy on healing myself. It was a very difficult time for the new realtionship and we separated. I had his first son on my own. Then I felt I had to show him his son. When he was 4 months old we met again. Since then we had 2 more children. We are both working on ourselves and very close, eventough the toughest lesson was learning to give eachother space. The story continues.............