Now as most weeks
there was little news to report from Keatchie I was left to fill in the
rest. I would often go and sit with the
old men in the community. They liked to
gather in the morning at a gas station in Kickapoo. I would sit for inspiration and to hear what
was going on in the community. It was
here that Novelle disowned and publicly embarrassed me.
The “Prodigal Daughter” ran from the June of 2002 until May
of 2003. It covered part of the chapter
in my life between Mike and Jay. In fact
the later articles record me falling in love with Jay. It is one of the few times in my life where I
felt well enough to write on a regular basis, until recently. Some of those weeks it was hard for me to get
out 500 words. Since I began writing
this blog I am averaging several thousand a week, a feet I’ve never done. So forgive me if it just pours out. I’ve got 10+ years to catch y’all up on. In
those days I had a fan base and regular readers. I hope that I will have that again. Hey If I can help one person with the stories
of my struggles, than I feel I have done my job.
In going back and rereading my articles, I had occurred to
me that I never told them much of why I came home. They knew I was recovering from an abusive
marriage, but I don’t think I ever told them the horrifying details. I don’t think I was ready to tell that story
until now.
Ilsa
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