Yes, my old post, Rape Fantasies, is disturbing to read. Because yes, rape is not a topic anyone looks for, yet here we are, I will not say again, for abuses are happening continuously to women, and children, and they will continue for the foreseeable future because, well for starters, we have a convicted felon in the White House who publicly bragged, “Grab ’em by the pussy. You can do anything.” Despite his obvious perverse and vile character, he was elected, twice, primarily by men (55% of men voted for Trump in 2024). His presence alone can’t be responsible for the fact that “Nearly half of all U.S. women (45.1%) have experienced some form of contact sexual violence in their lifetimes. Additionally, reports compiled by the CDC indicate that 1 in 4 women experience severe physical violence by an intimate partner at some point in their lives” (CDC). Where do we draw the line if this mountain of abuse towards women is ever going to change? Cornell, maybe, is about to find out…
Tag Archives: Mothers
this mother of mine
In honor of Mother’s Day, I decided to repost an experience I wrote about of one day with my mother. It was only one day out of the nearly 60 years I had with her, but, as I wrote in the post, “Living was just better that day and most any day with this mother of mine completely bent on living.” She really did love life, marveling at the beautiful sights and coping with the tough stuff too, and for all she showed me and showered on me, I am grateful to call her mine.
happy almost birthday to me
When you are surrounded by the big love I’ve been gifted with, every birthday is an opportunity to shimmer and shine and reflect all that goodness right back. Cheers dear world! I am overwhelmed by your colorful surprises and chance encounters.
