tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post6694405592859768009..comments2024-03-29T06:02:51.878-04:00Comments on Bless Our Hearts: Grooming (Trigger Warning)Ms. Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-65783815306377274552017-08-04T09:05:28.679-04:002017-08-04T09:05:28.679-04:00Thank you for sharing the beginning of this story....Thank you for sharing the beginning of this story. It's interesting to read about this man, how he was a PhD candidate and so forth, because it's too easy to dismiss abusers as directionless slimeballs. It's important for people to know that they could be anyone, with any level of education and outward-seeming orderliness. I hope it's cathartic for you to recount these memories.Steve Reedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11684120060438252945noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-76065043583557340242017-08-03T12:49:50.790-04:002017-08-03T12:49:50.790-04:00Thank you, dear, dear Yolie. As you well know, my ...Thank you, dear, dear Yolie. As you well know, my family is not perfect but dang, we're interesting. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-75324522691434301502017-08-03T12:49:13.887-04:002017-08-03T12:49:13.887-04:00I swear, Sabine, sometimes I think I selfishly had...I swear, Sabine, sometimes I think I selfishly had my children just to work out my own rearing and raising. And to prove to my mother that it could be done with more love. <br />Or something like that. And as I have always said, my children have been my most profound and true teachers. They have taught me more about love than anyone else on this earth could have. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-39697708644431655382017-08-03T10:35:24.325-04:002017-08-03T10:35:24.325-04:00This breaks my heart. I do agree with Rosemary, ab...This breaks my heart. I do agree with Rosemary, about you and Glen countering this evil with love and creating this amazing family. I'm sorry you carry this pain, this story. Love you Mary Moon. plantingalongtheverge.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13899341805908954700noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-47362899565904092112017-08-03T06:12:23.457-04:002017-08-03T06:12:23.457-04:00Dear Mary, I have been thinking of you all morning...Dear Mary, I have been thinking of you all morning since reading this. There seems such enormous strength your writing about it so clearly and detailed. And I have been thinking of my own childhood and how much being a mother has saved me, truly saved me from becoming that eternal victim of cruelty and violence and neglect and today you have shown that your life, your children, your man, your chickens and your garden are such a massive declaration of your love for life and I want to thank you for sharing this.Sabinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09015827501648296977noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-4357583153984109582017-08-02T18:22:42.925-04:002017-08-02T18:22:42.925-04:00Thank you, Jo. Of course another one of my theorie...Thank you, Jo. Of course another one of my theories is that humans have allergies because of our alien DNA. You know? My ape/alien experiment theory? <br />We are not entirely from this planet. This would explain a lot of our spinal problems, too. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-72455802564339874942017-08-02T18:21:10.624-04:002017-08-02T18:21:10.624-04:00Well, brother, that is not how I thought you would...Well, brother, that is not how I thought you would react but I thank you with all of my heart. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-33196472889982904492017-08-02T18:20:42.097-04:002017-08-02T18:20:42.097-04:00As I say- every story is different and yet, every ...As I say- every story is different and yet, every story is the same. <br />I'm so sorry, my love. So sorry. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-84979216572647576802017-08-02T18:20:14.807-04:002017-08-02T18:20:14.807-04:00No. It never does go away. We can take it out of t...No. It never does go away. We can take it out of the closet and dust it off and examine it and even glue it all back together and put it back neatly in the closet but it's still there. <br />That's just a fact of life. <br />And I trust my readers with all of my heart. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-71671948256199753022017-08-02T18:19:11.877-04:002017-08-02T18:19:11.877-04:00You may have felt that your thoughts were jumbled ...You may have felt that your thoughts were jumbled but you nailed it perfectly. The abuser is ALWAYS a part of the abused's life and thus, his or her children and family. I always think of that part of the Bible where it says something like, "And the sins of the father shall be visited upon the children even unto the third generation."<br />I think my kids are less fearful than I am. Well, I KNOW they are. And boy, does that blow my mind and make me happy. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-32812348519585135622017-08-02T18:18:40.443-04:002017-08-02T18:18:40.443-04:00Enormous hugs to you, Mary.
Aand tell Gibson the...Enormous hugs to you, Mary. <br /><br />Aand tell Gibson there's a theory that people get hay fever from pollens different to the ones their racial background developed with - so I'm guessing, yes, aliens would be affected by poison oak, maybe worse than we are. Unless they've developed technology that stops allergic reaction in its tracks. Or they're made of something so different or watery or scaly the oak can't affect them :) <br />Johttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08988685736635515808noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-68314334055764348152017-08-02T18:16:46.129-04:002017-08-02T18:16:46.129-04:00Girl, I love you back. Girl, I love you back. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-69009254663920585792017-08-02T18:16:25.104-04:002017-08-02T18:16:25.104-04:00Thank YOU. I love you too. Thank YOU. I love you too. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-60569954041585438272017-08-02T18:16:09.637-04:002017-08-02T18:16:09.637-04:00And honey, don't you know that Glen had to go ...And honey, don't you know that Glen had to go through some serious testing? Unfortunately for him, the fallout of my coming to terms with the abuse was something that no one should ever have to go through and yet, he did. I'm sure I'll write about that too. We'll see. <br />I sure do love you too. Always.Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-63540557818865798732017-08-02T17:48:36.634-04:002017-08-02T17:48:36.634-04:00Beautifully said MaryBeautifully said Marywhite millerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00117784616672588342noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-17236084033754546732017-08-02T16:23:48.738-04:002017-08-02T16:23:48.738-04:00know you are loved. your story is very similar to...know you are loved. your story is very similar to how my mother met my stepfather and the things that happened during that nightmare.<br /><br />xxalainaxxmrs.missalaineushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08542984504965262088noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-5080999006810604502017-08-02T14:55:15.763-04:002017-08-02T14:55:15.763-04:00This post does take me into some challenging corne...This post does take me into some challenging corners indeed. Some I thought I had dealt with quite well- but , still, it never really goes away does it. I am so moved by this post and this intimacy you have shared, Mary. You can trust your readers...we will take you by the hand and pull you from the muck with our "feels". Love, you MaryLinda Suehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03070050388987072100noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-68007445382093373552017-08-02T14:17:38.816-04:002017-08-02T14:17:38.816-04:00Oh, Mary. I have so many thoughts but I am so tire...Oh, Mary. I have so many thoughts but I am so tired and everything I write is a jumble. The life you now live is remarkable, to say the least. But there is that part of you that was shattered and broken so long ago and it stays with you. I often think of the man that raped my mom when she was 16. In every form but the physical one, that evil fuck lived with us when we were growing up. Of course, I never laid eyes on him but he lurked in the shadows with every breath my mom took. Every decision made. The fear she lived in that flowed through him to my brother and I. It's so fucked up. A few moment of pleasure that is passed down to generations. Yes. I as raised in fear and taught my kids to be fearful. <br />I'm rambling. I have a point, I think. Your abuser may be dead but he still lives with you and always will. And I am so sorry for that. Birdiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03479872783727855901noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-7598139486324435202017-08-02T14:14:17.869-04:002017-08-02T14:14:17.869-04:00I love you, Mary. I love you, Mary. Ramona Quimbyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01308882206677929003noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-42812775810411490472017-08-02T14:13:18.555-04:002017-08-02T14:13:18.555-04:00(((((Mary)))))
Thank you
I love you(((((Mary)))))<br />Thank you<br />I love youRadish Kinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06534752971317927559noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-14977796544942218732017-08-02T14:12:23.821-04:002017-08-02T14:12:23.821-04:00This comment has been removed by the author.Radish Kinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06534752971317927559noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-43993755129014514112017-08-02T14:00:42.921-04:002017-08-02T14:00:42.921-04:00You have never written (that I have read) about lo...You have never written (that I have read) about loving your stepfather at the start. I did not know that on paper, he appeared to be a quality man. But of course, it makes so much sense. Oh, this breaks my heart. But what glues the pieces back together is this thought: You met a man when you had two children of your own, and he entered your lives and everything was good and loving and nurturing and true, and in this way, i believe, you both managed to heal a huge tear in the universe, you and Mr. Moon countered evil with good, and this is what endures down through the generations. <br /><br />And yes, label the posts just in case. I will read every one. I hope it is another kind of healing for you to write about this. That's the thing about sexual abuse, the healing never ends.<br /><br />I love you, dear Mary Moon. Always.37paddingtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12400464105403622384noreply@blogger.com