Share a story about the furthest you’ve ever traveled from home.
That was what I was 18. 1976 I wanted to dedicate myself to God. I wasn’t Catholic yet . Just a rebel without a cause I guess. as far as I’ve ever traveled in my entire life alone.
When I got there it was like a fish out of water. I knew none of the edicts. No contents to put what they were telling me to do had no idea how to do a rosary.
Foolish I I just assumed God would know what to do with me. There are surely he would see the pureness of my heart and that I. It was years later I found that he saw no worth in me and had a lot of my narcissist sister to lie me on the elder abuse and didn’t care.
If a deity is to know when a sparrow falls to Earth early if there wasn’t God he would be there for me I taking care of my mom since I was 9 and dried her tears when Dad hurt her feelings I was the one she told everything to and no one cared when I told them what Diana was doing to us.
Twenty-six I became Catholic 8 years later. Three times of my life I worked away and twice I wore my country’s uniform still God didn’t care when mother and I were being treated horribly by the monster my family.
people follow him around like he is God nothing different about them than me not one of those family members or a friend who claim to be a friend came to my aid.
I gave sixteen pages of what Diana Lee Dudley did to mother and I Iowa Humane Iowa Human Services and they allowed her to take mother for a nursing home to Granbury Texas it took 5 years a two codeine pain packs bought over the counter placed on our diabetic mother to murder her.
I was the only one who cared. part of mother is request for her death was to be cremated the other part was for her body to return to her ashes and placed in her grave with her mother and dad Spencer Iowa still I’m the only one who cared. Diana sold what mother had profited from it and mother’s ashes never returned.
I’m still on that trip stuck in limbo waiting for my Mom’s ashes to be returned to the Earth that bore her .So her earthy remains may rest beside her mom and her dad in Spencer Iowa cemetery. where her sister and her husband rest and our great-grandparents rest.
Val Whitewolf 