Counting The Costs: Guest Post By Beauty and Spice

Like all posts on Beauty and Spice, I am reminded to go back to the drawing board and count the cost of the relationship I am building with my Father...and continue building. Thank you Beauty and Spice for this inspiring post...

I wasn’t born into love. Growing up I was never surrounded by love. I never knew what it meant to be loved. We never talked like a family, didn’t act like one and never ate like one. My parents were total strangers to each other, my father was violent (a classic wife beater), abusive and absent. I have been wounded and broken by my father and for the twenty seven years of my presence here on earth, my dad and I have barely had a decent conversation...Read on HERE...