The Day the Abuse Ended

The Day the Abuse Ended

It was the last day of violence in my childhood. It was the day the abuse ended. It was May 21st. Only a handful of days left in school as a fifth grader before summer vacation. I was playing with my neighbor in the dirt on the side of the car port when mom pulled in...
As a mother…

As a mother…

… I would have been infuriated. As I was driving this morning, I heard on the radio that yet another school had a shooting incident, this one in Lacey, Washington, the area where I work! Today a boy went into school with a gun, running throughout the hallway...