God is truely amazing!

Wow what an awesome day. It was rainy and yucky and people were constantly complaining about the price of milk but I took it with a grain of salt. Then I went to lunch and was putting down my badge when one of my fellow associates asked me if I had a sister named Mollie. I froze like a deer in headlights bad images came into my head. The last I had heard she was married and living with a forty year old man and had a kid. I didn't know her married name and had absolutely no way of contacting her. I knew she had dropped out of school but no one in the family knew where she was.
Now I have to fill some of you in on my past with my dad because it is bad. In 2001 I married and everything with my dad was great well our relationship was rocky but had always been that way. My grandmother had passed away and he wasn't taking it very well. My father is an alcoholic drug abuser. I went to visit him at his house and we had an arguement and I told him he needed help and that pissed him off. Our conversation was so off base I can't remember all the details but he started screaming at me and I feared he would hit me. I remember my last words were when you grow up and get the help you need you know where to find me. We haven't spoken since my sister was 11 years old.
 For these past years I have kicked myself for not being there for her. She had to grow up in a disfuctional household where both parents were drug addicts. My Mom had help leaving my Dad but her Mother didn't she stayed with him and got beaten in front of her own daughter. Mollie was abused.
Now Mollie is a mom apparently her sons birthday is this weekend. I haven't gotten to talk with her yet. The associate I work with goes to class with her on Wednesday nights off of Grace Ave. It's a class for battered women. My heart sank when I heard that. Mollie was falling in her mothers foot steps. Tonight I'm writing a letter for my friend from work to give to her at her Wednesday night meeting. Mollie asked about me so I know she wants to be a part of my life just as much as I want to be a part of hers. I thank God that I can be that rock she needs. I am so excited to be her big sister again this time I'm not leaving. Pray for us this is going to be a long weekend. Is it Wednesday yet?