Human Highlights is a Sunday tradition at Commode To Joy. It’s a friendly reminder to forgive your human moments, celebrate the highlights, and enjoy life’s little lovelies in the interim.
Human Moment: Finishing a walk around the area near our hotel in St. Louis, I cross the street. A man, somewhere around my age, walks at a much slower pace than the norm, headed in the same direction as me.
He’s big – tall and bulky – wearing loose clothing with his hood up hiding most of his face. His brown beard contrasts against his pale skin, his hands shoved into his pants pockets, pockets that are big enough to conceal…
Is he armed?
Is he going to attack me?
Wracking my brain for self-defense tips, I recall nothing.
Is he eyeing me through the building’s reflective glass?
Can he tell that I’m eyeing him?
My brisk pace quickly narrows the distance between us. I pause and consider walking back the way I came just in case. Back to where a group of four people, three adults with a baby in a stroller, were walking. But they’re already gone. It’s just me and this bulk of a man who could easily overpower me.
I’m an easy target – small statured female, walking alone, with no one else in sight. I take a deep breath and continue my initial path back to the hotel.
I pass him trying to appear casual, face forward, book in one hand, the other in my pocket.
Can he sense my unease, my fear?
Once past him, I keep my ears alert to any sudden movement behind me, but his steps remain languid. The distance between us grows as the hotel’s entrance comes into view.
He’s safe after all, but it’s not until I’m back in the hotel that I feel safe.
The truth is, any time I’m alone in public, I fear being attacked. I’ve been afraid of it ever since I was a little girl and first learned the word “rape”. Unlike the Boogie Man, I knew that attackers were real (which gave me one more thing to check for under my bed).
Surely I’m not alone in this. Are other women haunted by this fear? Constantly walking briskly, glancing over your shoulder and through reflective glass, keeping eyes and ears alert, looking for witnesses, just one other person, who might come to the rescue?
Unfortunately, I’m guessing the answer is yes. And while I wish fear of attack wasn’t a part of the human experience, it is.
Normally, my Human Moments are lighthearted – today I was going to write about typos! – then this happened. It’s a serious topic, and one that’s worth discussion.
Highlight: I (finally!) had a breakthrough with my blog this week. Finally! I’ve been wondering for sometime why traffic has been low on my site. Don’t even think about suggesting it’s because my posts aren’t that good – I’ll have to disagree with you.
Anyway, I realized this week that the silly privacy setting for my blog was on “Private” instead of “Public”. Earth to Jamie!!! For my fellow WordPress peeps out there, if you haven’t already made this switch, do.
My last post gained more likes and followers than any other I’ve written, and it doesn’t come close to having the highest views. By changing my site to Public, it appeared in the WordPress reader, and my gosh people actually clicked on it!
I know I know, this doesn’t apply to the majority of folks reading this post (and I thank you for reading!) But hey, this is about celebrating the Highlights, and this is a huge one for me.
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What are your Human Highlights from the week?