The Storm Is Over

Yesterday, the storm finally passed.

After years of emotional chaos, uncertainty, and carrying a weight that never should’ve been mine to hold — I walked out of court with something deeper than just a legal win.

I walked out with peace.

The judge granted me sole custody and full decision-making authority for my daughter. He placed strict limits on her father’s visitation and acknowledged what I’ve known all along: our safety, stability, and peace matter. A neutral party saw it. Understood it. Protected it.

And in that moment, I felt a shift I didn’t expect — I felt free.

When It Felt Like God Had Forgotten Me

There were so many nights I cried, wondering if God had given up on me.

I couldn’t understand why He was allowing me to suffer so deeply — to be broken, misunderstood, judged, and pushed to my emotional edge. I thought maybe He didn’t see me anymore… that maybe I was too far gone. Too damaged. Too angry. Too reactive.

But now I know: He was there the entire time.

Things take time. Healing takes time. Justice takes time. But as the Bible says, “No weapon formed against you shall prosper.” And I see that clearly now. Every attack, every lie, every attempt to destroy my peace — it didn’t win.

God did.

This Is My Turning Point

This moment didn’t just bring legal closure — it strengthened my faith.

Because when the world doubted me, when I doubted myself, God was working behind the scenes to protect me and my daughter. He saw our pain. He honored my heart. And He reminded me that the good-hearted — the misunderstood, the ones who fight silently and love loudly — do win in the end.

For so long, I lived in survival mode. I beat myself up over the past. I carried shame that wasn’t mine. I reacted from pain I hadn’t yet healed. I tried to explain myself to people who never cared to understand.

But now?

I release it all.

We’ve Both Suffered Enough

This is my time to live.

To stop surviving and start thriving — for me, and for my daughter.

To continue healing.

To walk in peace.

To stop suffering in silence and carrying burdens that were never mine.

To stop believing the lies others created about me and step into the truth of who I really am.

We’ve both suffered enough. And now, it’s time to live in freedom, joy, and wholeness.

For the Mother Still in the Storm

If you’re in the thick of it — if you’re wondering whether God still sees you — please don’t give up. I know what it’s like to feel forgotten. But He hasn’t left you.

Your storm will pass. Your peace will come.

And when it does, may you feel what I feel now — a quiet, unshakable faith that says:

“He never left. And you made it.”