I am seven years old now, we moved from the mobile home trailer, to my fathers auto body shop, to morning star, and then we finally moved in with my grandmother. I couldn’t be so much happier at my grandmothers house. My grandmother was like a second mother to me. My mom worked 2 maybeContinue reading “7 Years old”
Author Archives: Michelle Worrell
No Words
This went on for years and years of witnessing my mother going through the emotional, mentally and physical abuse. I didn’t as bad as my mother but I will never forget all of this.
Hours Later
Back at our old mobile home in Loudon New Hampshire, my father shows up hours later drunk of course. My parents didn’t talk to each other for the rest of the night.
Never Forget
The day came when my mother and father had a big fight, I was about five years old at the time. My father then took off down the road on foot. My mom packed me up and put me in my car seat, she started the car and started driving to go find him. WellContinue reading “Never Forget”
Here is how it all started
I was born August 14th, 1992 in Concord New Hampshire. Life as a baby was easy for me, but not for my mother. My mother was with my father for thirteen years. Those years were rough for my mother, my father was an acholic and use to put his hands on her and me sometimes.
My Introduction
A Mother’s Voice: A True-Life Story, is about bringing my past and future challenges together and what I have done to overcome everything so far in my own life.
MY DEDICATION
I am dedicating my blog to, two important people in my life. My husband Nathanael Worrell and our son Anthony Worrell. I love the both of you to the moon and back again. Thank you for making my life complete, if it wasn’t for the two of you, I wouldn’t be here today.