In that moment, I realized that my legs were not my own...I was like a baby trying to walk for the first time. I couldn't feel the lower half of my body. I held on to the edge of the bed for dear life, faring for the worst. .. the reopening of my incision from the surgery I had a few hours ago. A passage from the book: Mother Dearest, Imperfect Love By Myrtle Morrison
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"Sandra Barker I read this book, from the beginning to the end, I can't stop my eyes from crying. This is reality not all family life is normal. I try to vision myself in this situation, but the pain was too much to bear I had to snap out of it. Mother Dearest, Imperfect Love base on a real life experience of a child growing up under neglect/abusive conditions from her mother, stepfather, aunt and her husband"