Anywhere but Home

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“You were only 16, but you felt so old. Most days, you wanted to walk away. Run away. Get in the car and drive away from the familiar – the familiar that silently branded you “worthless.” No one saw the word embossed on your heart. Your family would call you a fighter, a renegade, passionate to a fault. Your friends would say you did nothing in a small way, a lover of life. But you – you felt there was no way to fight against the wrong, no voice that could find the right words, no place to call home.”

If I could speak to the younger me, there is so much I would say. I’m sharing the words with Leigha Cann today . Join me there? And then let me know what you would say to your younger you? What advice would you give?

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About Ronne Rock

Ronne Rock’s heart finds its strongest beat where beauty and pain collide – because hope always finds us in the shattered places. There’s more than 30 years of marketing and communications experience in her bones, and she finds great joy in sharing leadership wisdom as a regular contributor to Orange Leaders and QARA. But more often than not these days, she's with the vulnerable in difficult places around the world, gathering stories that change stories. Find Ronne's words in "For You, Love" the prayer journal that invites you to respond, and in Everbloom, a collection of stories from the Redbud Writers Guild. She is currently writing, "Building Eden: Principles of a Grace-Filled Leadership that Restores and Redeems." 

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7 thoughts on “Anywhere but Home”

  1. Wow…you opened something up in me with this question and it’s haunted me for over an hour…I haven’t thought about the 16 yr old me in a long time…tears in my eyes, here goes…I was alone on my 16th birthday, my mothers boyfriend told me a month before I could not live with them, and she had to make a choice, your daughter or him..she chose him. A month later I sat alone, living in her home and she living in his over an hour away from me, I wasn’t on the streets or anything that bad, she supplied me a home but I wasn’t allowed to call her, she came home every two weeks for a day to pay the bills and give me money for food and gas, but being alone I felt so unwanted, I wondered what I had done that was so bad to deserve this…I would tell my 16 yr old self…your so worthy of being loved, it’s not you, it’s her…something in her is so wrong and broken. I can remember being ashamed of being in such a different situation as everyone around me and afraid of saying it aloud so I kept quiet and lived a lonely existence that only a few knew about…I would tell that young isolated child, she is a child of the King, not merely a child of this broken human woman and that some day you will realize your not so alone, your family through God is many and you will grow into a strong women with a strong belief and to dry those tears on your 16th birthday and don’t feel sorry for yourself and your situation and step into your life bravely, you are what you make of it…This is such a small part of it all but at 16 it was harsh year….the issues were there from a very early age and I can testify clearly that some people should not be parents, but here I am and I’m here for a reason and I’ve become everything my mother told me I was not able to be. She always told me growing up, no one would ever love me because I was so mean, she was wrong, a childrens hymn says it best and I sang it all the time to my children, Jesus Loves Me.

    1. Wow. Yes – step into your life bravely. I wonder how many others like us walked the hallways of our high school. I am thankful for a God who makes all things purposeful, makes all things new.

    2. Deborah – your reply really spoke to me. Being a single parent again, I try to make sure my kids are always in on the decisions I make and who I date. I need to make sure they always know they aren’t an option.

  2. Beautiful, beautiful. Thank you for sharing from the deeper places of your heart, the one that beats with conviction, honesty, and truth.

    I would tell myself, “If the words spoken to you belittle you in any way, they are lies. They are being spoken from a person who thinks little of their own self. Do not accept their baggage, walk on by. Use your words to edify, encourage and teach others, it will be worth it.”

  3. I would tell the younger me to hold on. Better things are ahead. There will be ups and downs, but the journey is worth it. Find the good and surround yourself with people that you want to be like. It will rub off on you. Love yourself no matter where you are.

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