Sunday, April 7, 2019

The 100 Day Project: Day 4 Of Writing

                                                    Everyday is a brand new day, everyday is a journey.

In the hour of distress and misery
 the eye of every mortal turns to friendship;
in the hour of gladness and conviviality, 
what is your want? It is friendship. 
When the heart overflows with gratitude or
 with other sweet and sacred sentiment, 
what is the word to which it would give utterance? 
A friend.
—Walter Savage Landor

The rain finally came, slowly and not in a rapid downpour. We've been in a heavy cloudy state for days now. Yesterday, early morning, there was so much fog it was dangerous to drive normally in. One could feel the moisture hanging in the air ready to come down in a sudden and violent storm, but it didn't. Just a bunch of drizzling on and off all day long. 

I was in the kitchen putting away supplies in the newly organized pantry, when Emily called out to me. 

Mom, there is a woman outside screaming for someone to call 911. 

Yes, I think everyone heard her screaming as her husband/boyfriend was obviously hitting her. The baby crying in the background. She was screaming for him not to touch her. He snatched her phone away from her. All this was heard by everyone. Of course, we immediately called the Police and they came out right away, all four squad cars.

Unfortunately, I am very familiar with the scene above and so are many women out there. There are two things that my heart goes out to: Single moms and abused women. Any kind of bullying sets me off into a rage. I can spot an aggressive male a mile away just by the way he handles himself and by how he speaks. Trust me when I say, been there and done that. 

I already know what happened up there, just like I know that she told those Police Officers she was fine. I can also tell you that he probably hit her again just because the Police did come by. Even if they took him in, he would come back in the morning and beat her up even more. The only thing she can do is leave for good. Again, been there and done that.

This incident was a great teaching opportunity for Emily. Not only as a learning experience on how to call for help, but also the importance of not putting up with someone's abusive behavior towards her and others. When is enough enough? This is a conversation that every mother needs to have with her daughter. This is not acceptable and no one should have to put up with it. We have to teach the younger generation to stand up for who they are in Christ. Everyone has the right to be treated in a respected and humane manner. I am someone and I deserve to be loved. That's it. 

Have a blessed day everyone. 

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