My medical doctor brother was estranged from us for twenty-five years. He did not quite get away, however. Martha always knew his address, phone numbers. She always knew where he worked, always harassed, stalked, called, and made him feel guilty. Always sent strange "gifts" just to intimidate him, to keep him silent.
Our mother was bat shit crazy, crazy as a shit house rat, evil as a rattle snake. She should have been. Martha was much too fertile for an extremely promiscuous woman. She found herself pregnant and without a man at least eleven times. Yes, my mother could get a man but, she could not keep one without the help of witchcraft.
Yes, my mother would fight. I shall never forget, the incident is seared into my head. That time she beat the skin off of her newly wed husband when he caught her fornicating in the front seat of his brand new car.
"Demon possession" should have been the first thing I thought of but , I was only four years old.
My mother always bragged about how unforgettable she was, like it was a gift, something to be proud of. Dear LORD thank you! Thank you for delivering me! Save all those that desire to be saved is my fervent prayer Amen!
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment