Here is a beautiful story in the NY Times about a woman whose estranged husband attacked her and burned her with lye. Her face was obliterated, and she suffered burns over 80 percent of her body.
She received a face transplant earlier this year … and she also found love — before she got the transplant.
The ending of the video really puts things into perspective, about what it means to be really happy.
Take a look.
October is Domestic Violence Awareness Month. I almost missed it!
If you are reading this blog and need a safe way to escape an abusive relationship, click here to go to the National Domestic Violence Hotline’s excellent resources for planning a safe exit.
That link goes to a page with several types of safe escape plans:
– If you’re still in the abusive situation
– If you have children
– If you have pets
– If you are pregnant
For every woman out there who is, or has been, in an abusive relationship, please know that I am thinking of you. You are the strongest women I know, and I love you with all my heart.
Today marks 30 years since I married my abusive ex-husband.
On this date in 1983, my life was irreparably changed.
I’m sitting here staring at the flashing cursor, not knowing what to write.
So I’ll just say this:
I no longer see myself as a DV victim or even a DV survivor.
I see myself as ME. I live my life as ME. I feel present in this life as ME. I feel connected to others as ME.
My life situation is not exactly what I want it to be.
But my inner life now belongs to me. And I’m truly living, every single day.
So I will not grieve for the version of myself who was left behind 30 years ago today.
Instead I will celebrate who I am today, right now, in this present moment.
I just needed to look at something beautiful today.