“Because these were my models for what ‘normal’ male attention looked like, I believed abuse was love. I thought marriage was an arrangement where a woman signs away her body for use by a man who has no interest in her as a human being…”
So powerful - so glad you found counter examples in your life; it is hard to see them sometimes, even when they are right before our eyes.
The first words written in rapid succession with a zip that somehow keeps me going through the rapid eye movements to discover an innocent “puppy love” . An awkward age of discovery. The walk to a field of stars and an arm around a waist, a chin on a shoulder. Moments to cherish. Shooting stars in your eyes and a fairy tale that allows dreams to come true. If only all stories could end with just a kiss that lasts as long as it can. Then good bye. A memorable day in a hope chest put away.
The story really touched me as I can really relate
Thanks so much for reading Kathleen. I'm so glad you connected with it :)
“Because these were my models for what ‘normal’ male attention looked like, I believed abuse was love. I thought marriage was an arrangement where a woman signs away her body for use by a man who has no interest in her as a human being…”
So powerful - so glad you found counter examples in your life; it is hard to see them sometimes, even when they are right before our eyes.
Thanks so much for reading Karen! Yes, I am a lucky girl <3
Dang, this was really sweet. Thanks for sharing.
Thanks for reading Gary! I’m so glad you appreciated it :)
Oh wow, this is all too familiar. ❤️ Love your way with words.
Thanks Ginger!
You just made me laugh out loud with delight. Your mother sounds like a gem. 💎🧡
Yay! Glad you enjoyed it. Yes, she was a wonderful human being. My best friend <3 Thanks so much for reading!
Thank you for the sweet and hope-inspiring piece.
You’re very welcome B! Thank you for reading :)
The first words written in rapid succession with a zip that somehow keeps me going through the rapid eye movements to discover an innocent “puppy love” . An awkward age of discovery. The walk to a field of stars and an arm around a waist, a chin on a shoulder. Moments to cherish. Shooting stars in your eyes and a fairy tale that allows dreams to come true. If only all stories could end with just a kiss that lasts as long as it can. Then good bye. A memorable day in a hope chest put away.