Monday spiritual Rumination: But she’s a smart girl…

I wrote this piece 15 years or so ago for some type of writing contest. While I did not win, I chose to keep the piece. I take it out every now and then, adjust the dates and do a little editing. The reason I hang on is that the story documents a near miss. I’d like to share this now as another opportunity to reflect on domestic violence and raise our awareness.  It is a bit long–please stay with it for it speaks of a truth. I thank you ahead of time…

I come from a home where I was loved and wanted.  My parents always made a fuss over my siblings and me.  I remember coming into the kitchen, dressed for a holiday, a wedding, any special occasion–it didn’t matter what the event was–and Mom and Dad would say to each other (and to me) wow, is she beautiful! …