Getting Away with Not-so-literal Murder {4}

Insecurity is a state of mind—

So is confidence and sexiness
Therefore so is shy
 
Twelve years ago I managed to somehow remove us safely 
From an abusive situation 
Without having to engage a restraining order—I was oddly happy within that idea. 
 
Kindness begets kindness.
 
It probably helped that he didn't own a real gun—apparently he had something that resembled one the night of his Mental Health Arrest. The day after my 39th birthday when he finally admitted to me in a birthday card that I was a good mother.  The very snowy january evening I came home from work, picked up the girls from daycare, buckled them into their toddler seats, gave them a healthy semblance of dinner, turned on a movie, and ran outside to shovel enough of the foot of snow that had occurred on the hill of a driveway we had, so I could get the soon-to-be repossessed mini van into the garage. It was in those tiny minutes of "dinner" that he chose to consider taking his life and leave a sickly message on our answering machine. 
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Comments

  1. greunie

    This is a chilling write.

    May 08, 2013
  2. SEC

    quiet bravery!

    May 08, 2013
  3. withwings

    This gave me actual chills

    May 08, 2013
  4. Munkyman

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AZRGPg5laDU

    May 08, 2013
  5. KGL

    Awesome write.

    May 08, 2013
  6. dreamshadow59

    This sent shivers up my spine sis….

    May 08, 2013