A little side note here, I apologize for the very long lull in my initial post and the second one that I am posting today. But as my title indicates 1 Woman’s Life, 1 Woman Many Struggles, is very true so many new struggles have happened over the most recent months that will eventually end up on these pages but I need to get to this point first. We have a long way to go.
So the many highlights of my next several years can be broken down as follows, we can always discuss details later if anyone cares to hear them.
Shortly after Mom and Dad’s divorce Mom started dating a Baptist Minister who she did end up getting married to. My brothers and I were with sitters while Mom dated or was at work and once when our regular sitter broke her arm and couldn’t come her older brother filled in for her and during the second time of his filling in, I was molested by him. I was eight at the time. The whole incident had me completely confused and I never told anyone and pretty much locked it away inside me. When Mom married the Baptist Minister we moved away from our hometown and away from the sitter, so I guess not seeing him did make me feel safer and help me to “not remember”.
Much later in life as adults he and I did meet face to face and he asked if I remembered when he was our sitter and if I remembered “everything”, he would not say what “everything” was just in case I didn’t remember. But I told him that I did indeed remember “everything” and we sorta left it at that. I believe he was trying to decide if I would ever come forward with it since he was a bit of a political figure in our home town by this time with what sounded like aspirations to move further up the food chain in politics. I’m not sure he ever did, but maybe for our blog I’ll look into that.
