Cindi Goodeaux

Christmas Morning Blessings

Until my son was 5 years old, I was a single mother. I had escaped an abusive marriage, and it was now just the two of us. The emotional, mental, and physical abuse had been happening for years. Once I had given birth to our son, I kept him close and never alone with his father. However, one time I asked my husband to hold his son while I ran to the bathroom. It was early on a Saturday morning, and most of the lights in our apartment were off. On my way back, something told me to look before reentering the room. There, my husband held our crying nine-month-old son.