Just Another Duck in the Pond

There was no alarm to protect her at 14. The gold rings didn't protect her at 19. Her pretend family was mad at her for what he tried to do in her 30s. 3 incidents, no protector for  her except her.  No woman wants a rapist for a protector.

 28 years ago I sat in a small courtroom a couple of rows in front of a former student. Apparently his lifelong marriage contract was ending on the same day that mine was. That was a very strange feeling. Life hasn't been rainbows and unicorns, nor did I expect it to be. But it has been real. It has been on my terms. There were no longer people going through my things.  Or cluck-clucking over my children. All the knives were gone from my back. "To sleep: Perchance to dream...." There was nothing, and I mean nothing, as wonderful as laying my head down on that puffy pillow & closing my eyes that night, knowing that my life finally belonged to me. I'm sure that's what Shakespeare was referencing.

 A few videos to post on IG later,  but just got home from this wonderful event. It was so nice to be out and about among others. Great music,  food, dancing.  People smiling, friends &  families enjoying each other.  I had to leave early but I can still hear the music from my apartment. What a great way to say goodbye to summer and welcome autumn. All I'm missing is a balcony or patio.  THIS IS MY BACKYARD Y'ALL !!

    Recruiting Hell "...She revealed how her company manipulates job listings to test how desperate people are for work. They’re testing how low they can go on salary and benefits before people stop applying."    

When you have a view such as this, who wouldn't want to go for an early morning walk? To watch the sun come up, the waves lapping, bikers riding in the wrong direction, it's absolutely beautiful. Picture after the break                                              He chases the morning sun, he comes up in the middle of the night to either sleep on my head or in the crook of my arm, he occasionally throws up his food, but will not throw up on the furniture. He is the keeper of confidences and the snuggler supreme. And he talks...a lot.  

  How It Felt To Address the Democratic Convention as a Republican   "When I first received the invitation to speak at the Democratic National Convention, I wasn’t that surprised. Rumors had been swirling that I would speak along with other Republicans, and it seems like I was the last to find out. "