Run To The Window

Run To The Window

One day a lady came to my home with a story that tore my heart in two. It was about a young girl and what she had to do. While there she gave me a card. When I opened it the words I read moved me to tears. It started out:

"To My Other Mother
With love and Appreciation"

The card had a heart-moving verse. Below the lady had written beautiful words, of how she always pretended that the Mother who had brought her up had adopted her. She went on to say that she would pretend I was her real Mother. Over coffee she told me a chilling story. I am going to relate it below.

"Your children are so blessed Funnyface to have lived in a safe home, to be loved and protected, and never to have lived the unseemly things in life."

You know Mother and Dad and you knew they divorced. What you don't know is that I caused this to happen and am responsible for my Dad turning out bad.

Everyday after my Dad left for work, my Mother use to say to me.

"Run to the window honey
Take a seat on the sill
Call me when you see a man below
Holding on a dollar bill"

Off I'd run and take my seat. I never questioned my Mother. I was nine or ten years old and I was brought up to do as I was told.

As soon as I saw a man with money in his hand, I would call to Mommy, "there is a man below with money in his hand." She would go down to the front door and lead him up into her room. As she got near her bedroom door, she would say,

"Run to the window dear,
Watch out all about.
If you see you daddy coming home
Run down and ask him to take you out"

I did this for years, living in fear, as my father had a bad temper. When I was fifteen my Dad and Mom broke up. The memories I live with has cracked me up as I know I am responsible. One day I had my doll on the window sill playing and I failed to see Dad come home. My Dad found my Mother and her friend in bed. He kicked them out. That is why they decided to divorce."


She went on to tell me how years later--having two failed marriages of her own--she tried to make it up with her Dad. She moved her father into her home so he could share a family life with her and her children. She was babysitting another little girl to earn more income. One night after the parents picked up the little girl, the police arrived at her home. Her father.. was charged with sexual assault on this SIX year old child that his daughter was babysitting.. It was all over the news. The details were all exposed. She was devastated.
Her father was sentenced and served his time. He was ordered to take his medication and to stay away from children under age fourteen.

It was during this time she was at her lowest ebb, and pondered ways to take her life. Every night when she tried to go to sleep the words of her Mother keep echoing through her head

"Run to the window honey.
Take a seat on the sill
Call me when you see a man below
Holding on a dollar bill

Run to the window dear,
Watch out all about.
If you see you daddy coming home
Run down and ask him to take you out."

There were many more details she related, but
some are to personal to write. I want to just say, this is a true story. This lady loves to write and she knows about this site. So she might well be a member here. If you are here and read this, please know we love you and are so proud of the woman you are today. Thanks for being able to confide in me. I am proud to be "Your Other Mother".

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