The year 2012 wasn't exactly the best one for me, in fact it was generally pretty bad. Thanks to Anonymous though, I've found a positive spin to put on it. Because of Anonymous I've learned so much and my eyes have been opened. Thanks to Anonymous, I choose to call 2012 "The Year of Awakening".
Thank you, Anonymous, and may God bless you all for all you've done and all you continue to do.
Saturday, February 2, 2013
It's Not My Place?
Over the last couple months when I really started following the Steubenville rape case, I've had several comments that I can't seem to comprehend. After the first rally when I had mentioned that I had gone, I was told, "And what did that accomplish? Nothing." I've been told that it wasn't my child, it wasn't even someone I know so I should just stay out of it because it's none of my business and it's not my place to get involved.
However, it is my business and it certainly is my place. How dare you say it isn't? How misinformed or ignorant do you have to be to think it's not my place or to think it's not your place?
No, she's not my child, I didn't give birth to her. My mother, sisters, aunts, grandmothers didn't give birth to her. Does that mean I shouldn't care? When a woman is assaulted, especially a young woman, I think of her first and foremost, but I also of society in general. My concerns are for her and the community as a whole.
This young woman is a part of our future. She and her peers will one day be our law enforcement, our mayors, our judges, our members of congress, our presidents. How is it not my place to stand up for her and against those who would do her harm?
I couldn't care less who thinks I'm being nosey and that I should just stay out of it. I couldn't care less if they think I'm drawing undue attention to myself. I couldn't care less if they think I'm wasting my time. I know that what I've done is right and for the right reasons.
If it had been my daughter, my sister, my niece, my cousin I would hope someone would stand up for her and support her the best they can. I would pray that someone would look out for her and protect her the way so many have done and are doing for Jane Doe. How could I expect those wishes and prayers to come true if I can't find it in my heart to do the same thing for someone else?
Dear Miss Jane Doe,
Know that you are not alone. We see you and we hear you and we believe in you. You are in the thoughts and prayers of at least thousands of people. Your strength is inspiring and your courage has spread to others who, because of you, have found their own strength and courage and have stepped up to face their own ordeals, many for the very first time. Thank you for that.
I know personally, because of my own ordeals, that nighttime can be especially hard. When you lay down to sleep and close your eyes and the world is quiet and the thoughts begin, that was for me, the hardest time. If it's the same for you and those awful thoughts of doubt and fear enter your mind, push them aside and instead of think of those of us who send our love and support and think of all those who love you so much and know you are more than worthy of all that love and support.
We are with you and for you.
However, it is my business and it certainly is my place. How dare you say it isn't? How misinformed or ignorant do you have to be to think it's not my place or to think it's not your place?
No, she's not my child, I didn't give birth to her. My mother, sisters, aunts, grandmothers didn't give birth to her. Does that mean I shouldn't care? When a woman is assaulted, especially a young woman, I think of her first and foremost, but I also of society in general. My concerns are for her and the community as a whole.
This young woman is a part of our future. She and her peers will one day be our law enforcement, our mayors, our judges, our members of congress, our presidents. How is it not my place to stand up for her and against those who would do her harm?
I couldn't care less who thinks I'm being nosey and that I should just stay out of it. I couldn't care less if they think I'm drawing undue attention to myself. I couldn't care less if they think I'm wasting my time. I know that what I've done is right and for the right reasons.
If it had been my daughter, my sister, my niece, my cousin I would hope someone would stand up for her and support her the best they can. I would pray that someone would look out for her and protect her the way so many have done and are doing for Jane Doe. How could I expect those wishes and prayers to come true if I can't find it in my heart to do the same thing for someone else?
Dear Miss Jane Doe,
Know that you are not alone. We see you and we hear you and we believe in you. You are in the thoughts and prayers of at least thousands of people. Your strength is inspiring and your courage has spread to others who, because of you, have found their own strength and courage and have stepped up to face their own ordeals, many for the very first time. Thank you for that.
I know personally, because of my own ordeals, that nighttime can be especially hard. When you lay down to sleep and close your eyes and the world is quiet and the thoughts begin, that was for me, the hardest time. If it's the same for you and those awful thoughts of doubt and fear enter your mind, push them aside and instead of think of those of us who send our love and support and think of all those who love you so much and know you are more than worthy of all that love and support.
We are with you and for you.
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