it’s too much sometimes, isn’t it?
the six beat song of the cardinal
the green reach of the wintered plant
perennial as promised
emerging new once
“Therefore we do not lose heart…”
i love it when the rain falls
hard on the clods of dirt left all over the yard
the day before
melting them into the ankle high grass
thick with the thrill of spring
and all the hacks of my shovel
and all the sore in my hamstrings
and all the cuts on my arms
feel worth it
because of the rain
smoothing it all into place
And if these statistics aren’t reason enough for you to become aware of (at the least) or become involved in the fight against sexual assault and abuse, maybe knowing that I was a child victim would help.
The issue is as old as humanity. My first novel, How Sweet the Sound, is a modern day retelling of the story of Tamar in the book of 2 Samuel in the Bible, a woman raped by her brother and left to live in desolation. In my book, however, the Tamar figure (named Comfort) learns to find hope and healing.
Share this story with someone you know today who needs hope, or even if you need to find hope, yourself.
In support of Sexual Assault and Abuse Awareness Month, I’m giving away a SIGNED COPY of How Sweet the Sound. Enter your name and a comment below for your chance to win. I’ll announce winners via Twitter and my Facebook Author Page Friday.