Gazing at the Moon

I sat in the backyard just gazing at the full  moon. The night air was cool, the neighbors were sleeping and  I could hear all the night sounds around me.

I was trying to gather my thoughts, make a plan for the upcoming weeks....
My oldest son is getting married in May and my youngest son begins his junior year in high school today.

My thoughts drift to the loss of friends in the last few weeks.....their deaths  unexpected and  they were much to young to leave ....

The news report of the man who called 911 ..."I think I may have killed her"..... He went on to say, "We were fighting [...] we got into it in the bathroom [...] I don't know, I just snapped [...] we fell to the floor [...] and I started choking her." Link 
There had been no signs of domestic violence in this relationship.

And I begin to think about the women I've talked to that have been in violent relationships. The ones I've spoken to have gotten away, some after many years....The most recent had been with her husband for 15 years. These aren't women I've met through counseling or the safe house...these are friends of mine that I've known a long time....
And I had no clue.
I probably never would have known if I hadn't brought the subject up.....
I'll say again.....DV isn't limited .

I wondered which was easier to talk about...domestic violence or being a witch?
I realize the unfortunate truth...neither are readily accepted unless I'm talking with someone who is pagan or someone who is a survivor of DV.

I lie back on the picnic table to get a better view of the sky and the moon .....and sing.....

Summerland

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