When I first started seeing Rocky on a momâ€™s web site, she touched me â€“ her spirit, her heart, her generosity, just everything about her â€“ she moved me. She made me want to do more. I count among my friends another lady who has her degree in womenâ€™s studies, and sheâ€™s another one who frequently brings me to tears, and gives me headaches from making me think. But, I thought, I canâ€™t be like that. Iâ€™m not like them. At first, they made me feel insignificant. But they also made me feel empowered, encouraged and curious.
So, I started looking deeper. And when Rocky asked me to write, I was both thrilled and a little afraid. What could I ever say that would equal what these women have said and done? So, while I have some other irons in the fire here, my first submission, then, is this:
My own story is not really that dramatic, not when compared with many of the others I have heard. You see, while I had my experiences with abuse as a child and young adult, my marriage was, at least in appearance, “normal”. It was not physically abusive. It was however, very controlling. I spent my entire married life being controlled by my husband. But this isnâ€™t about me. This is about something else.
There are women in this world who do not have the basic human rights that we take for granted here in the United States. They cannot leave abusive or controlling situations. It saddens me when I see the stories of these women, abused, subjugated, and treated as less than they are. It saddens me even more to realize how many stories we do not hear. No matter how full the news may seem of these human rights abuses, no matter how inundated the press may appear, the reality is far worse.
The Womenâ€™s Human Rights Net is full of news items that both sicken, and thrill me. The sickening part is how prevalent these abuses are, the thrilling part is that there are women all over the world who are willing to stand up for themselves, and for others.
Women For Women International, Bead for Life and other groups like them are doing things to help women around the world. They are offering a variety of ways for each of us to help. It doesnâ€™t always mean giving money. Sometimes it means lending a hand, hosting an event, or yes, even just passing on information.
The Human Rights Watch web site has a special section dedicated to news of womenâ€™s rights as well as some amazing links.
It took me only a single viewing of these sites and a few others, before I was determined in my heart to do what I could to make a difference. My own contributions may be small, but thatâ€™s okay. Why is it okay, you ask?
There, finally, is my point. This is not just an essay about awareness; itâ€™s my personal letter of encouragement.
You see, each of us, no matter how little we are able to do or give, is a drop in the bucket. Each time one person takes action, does something, gives something to a cause outside of themselves, they are yet another drop in that bucket. That bucket is vast, yes! But so are the numbers of moms out there. Drop by drop, little tiny bit by little tiny bit, that bucket fills up. Imagine if each of us did some little thing, and told all of our friends, and they each did some tiny little thing, and told all of their friends.
Do you see how quickly the circle would widen? Suddenly, that bucket isnâ€™t so vast, the task not so huge.
Thatâ€™s it. Thatâ€™s all I am encouraging. Look around this site. Click the links to the other sites mentioned here. Do your own research and find causes that move you. If you donâ€™t find something that moves your heart, I will be very surprised! Then do it. Be a drop in that bucket.
PS – that little flower up there? That’s a Passiflora – a passion flower. This is my passion. What’s yours?