Great new Saturday loves. I am ever so thankful for another day. SNOW and all. Yes indeed. Had quite a bit of trouble sleeping last night because we had a domestic violence altercation take place on our door step. My eyes tear up as Im typing this because this woman was me once upon a time. My husband didnt want to get involved but he sure didnt waste anytime getting upstairs for reinforcement. It was our neighbors son and his girlfriend. Seeing the terror/fear in her eyes while I tried helping her into the house as she apologized profusely brought back dreadful memories. I reassured her it would be ok. Her face was bleeding and badly swollen. We called the police/paramedics. She said that he had been beating on her for what seemed like 30 mins. OUTSIDE. It was COLD and she wasnt wearing a coat. That NOONE was responding to her screams. Her cries for help. She didnt know what else to do. She thought that he was going to kill her. It was so surreal. BANANAS! Leila was barking like crazy. I yelled at J to go to his room. As she stood in the doorway sobbing looking in the mirror at her appearance, I gave her a blanket and Rell brought her a wet towel. She was VERY incoherent(as if she was in shock). She asked to use the phone and began telling me that his Mom(my neighbor) was aware of the abuse and that this is a regular occurrence. I told her that love doesnt hurt and any man who TRULY loves a woman would NOT put his hands on her(easy for me to say, took me almost 12yrs to realize this truth). What was really bazaar to US was the fact that we DIDNT hear anything(couldve been the surround sound?). What if she hadnt ran to our door? Thank goodness she DID! We went from chilling, having a Red-box night to a family conference. Explaining to J how he should NEVER put his hands on a woman UNLESS hes restraining her FROM harming him. The police/paramedics arrived and she began crying, reluctantly afraid to leave. Asking if HE was still out there?. That she needed to get her things(coat and keys). The police officer kinda put his arm around her and coaxed her over to the ambulance. The phone rang. It was a woman on the other end asking for the victim by name. I asked if she was her Mom. She said that the girls Mom was deceased and that she was her Aunt. The Aunt also asked if the offender was still around. I told her he was no where to be seen. She wanted to speak to her niece but the ambulance was pulling away from the house. She thanked me and we hung up. I KNOW that I/WE did the RIGHT thing. Just wished that J didnt have to witness this ugly act of cowardness. EVERYTHING happens for a reason. I slept in his room last night. Woke up with the incident on my mind. I have every intention of following up with the Aunt...checking on her niece. Me being a domestic violence victim myself, I have already presumed they will get back together and she probably DIDNT press charges?. But who am I to judge? Idk how many bruises and black-eyes it took before I came to my senses?. Just thankful, grateful I made it out ALIVE. Because some people DONT. Singing, Im a survivor, in my Destinys Child voice(lol). YES! I can laugh NOW! I had a STRONG, WISE woman(My Mother
Posted on: Sat, 08 Feb 2014 16:10:40 +0000
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