Over the years I have suffered much abuse at the hands of my husband. The abuses I suffered were not for any great wrong doing on my part, but instead were suffered because I had stood up for the values and faith that I believed in.

The next year or so was the hardest of all my life in many ways. My youngest daughter, who was five years old at the time, made a disclosure of childhood sexual abuse by a 15-year-old boy who is a family member by marriage. Just when I thought I finally had some closure to my own CSA experience, my heart was devastated once again by her brave disclosure.

Some retrospections about a mother and daughter, who faced the hard knocks of life together and overcame it.