Tag Archives: Domestic Violence

February 02

A Place For Us

  “Don’t give up, ‘cuz you have friends. Don’t give up, you’re not the only one. Don’t give up, ‘cuz somewhere there’s a place, there’s a place where we belong. Rest your head. You worry too much. It’s gonna’ be alright. When times get rough, you can fall back on us. Don’t give up. Please. […]

January 29

Plotting the Perfect Murder

There are times when words aren’t enough to describe the way someone else’s words have made you feel. Times when you fall head-over-heels in WriterLove for their expressions, their cleverness, their capability, and the wonder of what they create. And when that person turns their words to recount some of the most horrific events of […]

August 28

A Letter to My Sister’s Murderer

Before the Sisterwives came about, I was unaware of the beauty which is Kim Sisto Robinson. But when I started reading her words, I was absolutely floored. More than anyone I’d read previously, I could relate to her writing. I too know the pain of a sister’s murder and I felt a kinship with her […]

August 14

Lasting First Impressions (Part 2)

(If you missed Part 1, click here.) That was younger Don. That was before blogging Don. It sounds silly, but reading blog posts on different subjects ranging from physical abuse and drug addiction to prostitution, etc., has made me a better person and police officer. Long before I ever decided to start my own blog, […]

August 12

Lasting First Impressions (Part 1)

When I was a little girl, I feared policemen. I can’t pinpoint why. I grew up in a law abiding home, so I had no real reason to be afraid, but for some reason, they looked scary to me, intimidating with their dark uniforms, big sticks and guns. Once when my mom got pulled over […]

July 03

Above the Storm

The other day I sat outside at a small cafĂ© and watched a bird flying into the wind. I sat transfixed as she dipped down and then up all the while flapping her wings to no avail. She just flew in place, never even moving an inch. Eventually, she conceded to the fierce and wild […]

June 30

He Hit Me (And It Felt Like A Kiss)

*Trigger Warning: Domestic abuse   In the history of the world, no one has ever loved anyone the way I loved my husband. I felt that way all the way up until the moment he dislocated my rib cage.   He bought me my first car. I didn’t own a car until I was in […]