Wednesday, June 1, 2011
Beauty & the real Beast
Some of us either are a victim, have been a victim, or know victims of the horrible domestic violence. At some point in our lives, it has touched us, be it through a family member, a friend, or a co-worker.
I was faced with the result of D.V. when I ran into a old friend. Her 'boyfriend' attacked her violently when she kicked him out of her apartment. He knew she was alone, he knew at the time she didn't have telephone access, and he knew she would be completely defenseless when he broke into her home in the very early morning.
This brutal attack on my friend erased her life as she and we knew it. After being in a medically induced coma for nearly a month, when she woke up, she was not able to speak. After months of therapy & finally being moved to nursing home, she has the vocabulary of a 2 year old.
As I watched my friend with her wide-eyed, child-like stare, I noticed she still had the big, beautiful brown eyes w/killer lashes, & beautiful hair & face. Then, I was sharply reminded that just 5 years ago, she had to re-learn the basics of living (eating, walking, dressing, brushing.) What was I doing five years ago?
The young, vibrant woman who used to be the life of every party, was now silenced. I am still not sure how much of me she remembers. I know she certainly doesn't remember my son. She lives in the capsule of what her life became.
Because of domestic violence.
Let's all pray that if we know of someone in this horrible nightmare, that they will find the strength & courage to save themselves from the storm.
And live a life of blue skies.
Pictures by: me :-)
In tribute to B.J. Waters. Love & prayers to you always. I add the domestic violence link to my wall for you.
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