Motivated by an event in their life, they use it as a platform to bring light and energy to a specific cause. I've seen March of Dimes, the struggle of infertility, post-partum depression and loss all documented by people who write with amazing grace considering what they have experienced in life.
One of these blogs is written by a woman who has always supported my blog, and I'm so glad because I came to know her story.
Kim, from My Inner Chick,has suffered the unbearable loss of her sister due to domestic violence.
Her story touches me because I am so close to my own sister. I also have a friend I consider a sister, and two sisters in law; none of whom I can not fathom losing in this senseless manner.
It also touches me because, although I have a background in social work, nothing has left me as shocked and in fear for girls as my work in a high school.
We had many wonderful kids, but my office was stationed right off of a hallway lined with lockers, and as the kids passed I heard things that scared the hell out of me.
The way a boy would in passing call a girl fat, and she'd giggle and laugh it off. The way a boy would tell a girl to "Shut the hell up, you bitch" during a daily exchange. The way kids in my office would tell me of something that occurred that would send me to the guidance office hoping the counselors could drag the truth of a girl who would likely hide it.
These situations were rare, however to me they were scarier than just what happened in the moment. It meant this girl was accepting this behavior and would probably continue to do so in future relationships.
I imagined her being beat down mentally further each time, leading to one final bad relationship.
Kim's sister, Kay, was murdered by her own husband and father of their children. Kim's sister was a normal person, like you and me, who had recently decided to get out of a bad relationship. A decision that was unacceptable by her husband, who instead ended both of their lives.
Today is the one year anniversary of Kay's senseless passing. I asked Kim if I could post something in her memory today because the light of her memory should overpower the sadness of her death.
Please visit Kim's blog and read her tribute to her sister, and please remember the kids left behind.
Please know what happened to Kay, happens all the time.