I need to write this today. I need to get it out. Maybe by writing it, I can get it out of my head where it has been squatting for a few days now, even though I served it eviction notices.
The path we choose
Sometimes, we make a decision. We decide to go down a path. We don’t know what the path will hold. We hope we made the decision, but we just may never know.
Other times, we know we are choosing the right path, but the universe may not reinforce it.
And still other times, we are pretty sure we chose the right path, and the universe totally reinforces it.
This is the third situation. When the universe waits some time after you chose the path, then slaps you in the face with an exact picture of what would have likely happened if you had not chosen that path.
It’s scary. It’s so scary that it has been bumping around my brain for days.
It’s on the news here. I saw what could have been my face on the news, splattered across news feeds on my friends’ social media pages, and across the pages of newspapers.
That face could have been mine. Thank God it wasn’t.
Thank God it wasn’t my children who are seeing their mom’s face in those pages and feeds. Thank God they are being exposed to the awful, hurtful, so terribly disturbing comments that are filling the pages under the news article. How horrifying. How vomit-inducing.
Oh, how that could have been me.
I totally empathize with the woman who is in the place that I might have been. I feel for her children. I cry for her family. I pray for all of them. She chose that path. I know she did. I had nothing to do with her choice. I made a different choice – hopefully a better choice. Right now, I am positive it was the better choice. But, maybe she didn’t have that choice.
Maybe that poor woman who everyone is degrading all over the news media right now didn’t luck out. She didn’t find the right path. Maybe she needs help. Maybe the reason she is splayed out for all the world to see is so that finally someone will help her. Please help her so that both she and her children can grow from this and find the right path.
It is so easy to hang someone out to dry – to tell them they deserve to be in jail. But we don’t know their story. We don’t know their struggle.
This woman was a friend of mine. I went one way. She went another.