Weekly Column: WRighteous
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I no longer needed to prove to myself or to anyone that I was the ever loyal daughter to a woman who was not an ever loyal mother.
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I no longer needed to prove to myself or to anyone that I was the ever loyal daughter to a woman who was not an ever loyal mother.
This is the year where hand baskets go out of fashion, because we are not going to hell, we are going to raise hell.
How do you describe a human who was filled with all of life – every bit of it – the good, the bad, the ugly, the horrific, the broken, the awful – the beauty – and managed to sweep in and make you feel as if you were the most important person in her world for a minute or two or three…
And sometimes it takes one seventy-eight year old feisty tough broad to prove that yes, Goddess yes, a woman’s place is mostly definitely in the House.
But here, back in 2008, my mother was telling me that she didn’t want me. And the pieces fit; all the cracked and messy and edgy frayed pieces fit.
“And when I looked down at my hands, I couldn’t tell his blood from mine.”
They were massacred by, yes, yet another white male terrorist. No doubt…no doubt…they each had a story; a life worth telling and living.
And then, when all seemed quiet and safe, he ripped and yanked the tape off her mouth with his teeth and he kissed her – long and hard and caught her tears.