High Horses

There is a lot of talk out there of who I am and who I am not. Some people do not understand and they scoff and hurl stones. Their horses are high. But for every one of these people, there are people who get off their horses, try on the shoes of others and walk in them until their feet hurt. And for these people, I am blessed, because my shoes in this situation have not been the prettiest. They are scuffed and unpolished, and I have been tripping over these shoelaces so much that walking barefoot on black pavement sounds like a dream.

Thank you to all of you for your prayers and support. There is always more to a story, but you can only do so much with tied hands and buttoned lips. Thanks to all of you who get that. Please keep me in your thoughts, please sign my petition asking lawmakers to protect women, and please show grace to other victims as they come forward.

Peace to all of you.

Bekah <3