Moxie is defined as the ability to face difficulty with spirit and courage; bold energy. Describe a time when you showed moxie.
Let's see, I am going to try to make a really long story....well...shortER....
I made the hugest mistake of my life but of course at the time you couldn't tell me that. I married a man....let's call him "Himself" mmmkay? Mmmkay, so I married Himself after everything in my body told me not to. It was one of those "not to be" instead of "meant to be" relationships. We couldn't go very long without a fight. The first time "himself" ever got physical was the 1st time I was leaving him, he physically picked me up and threw me onto the couch and tweaked my back. LOVERLY! Leave I did, but like an idiot, I went back.
Don't ask me why...probably because I was determined to make it work. Well it didn't last long and life took a turn....and himself changed, the alcohol abuse with the Jack Daniels (which to this day I still can't stand the smell of) the physical abuse in every way started, I won't go into detail on that since a lot of my family reads this blog and it's kind of an uncomfy thing to discuss. I was so terrified that I stayed. Does that make sense? I was more afraid to leave then I was to stay.
It got worse, he would take my car keys when I got home from work, he took my cell phone and checked my recent calls, sometimes he would even drive me to work, pick me up at lunch and pick me up after work, as if I were some school girl. At one point he demanded I quit my job, and when I refused he got angry. I think the only time I was alone was in the bathroom, and at that point all I could think about was how to GET OUT.
Finally, it took everything in me....I had to put all my fear aside, and I even had to leave my two most precious "possessions" behind, my kitties! And trust me, he was just that kind of person who would not feed them, leave them locked outside in a blizzard...so I worried about them, but didn't want my mom to have to come pick me up in a pine box and that is how it was going. So finally, I left. I stayed with friends for a little bit, and I will forever be grateful for the friendship Kim gave me and still does to this day! That family gave to me unconditionally and I am truly grateful for that! I heart you Kim!
I eventually got an apartment of my own, and he haunted me there as well. I had to get a restraining order, a new phone number, I had friends come to my apartment just to follow me to work which was only 5 miles away to ensure himself wouldn't try anything on my way there! I lived in terror for close to a year. At the time I did leave, my nickname among some of my friends was Mox....short for Moxie Girl.
I couldn't have done it without the Moxie inside, my family's support, and my friends. And it just proves that you have to go through some of the worst and ugliest things in life to find the best....my 3 boys!! Okay 2 boys and a man? Nahhh 3 boys sounds better! The love of my life, the hubs, he is my everything, and my ab-so-slutely adorable baby boys, I couldn't ask for anything more!
A superhero can save you from what ails you....what is your request?
The request is not for me actually, but for all of those who have cancer, can't we find a cure? Instead of having a "guardian Angel" or a "Fairy Godmother" can I have a superhero that can save all those suffering? Especially one in my family, and she knows who she is, she is kicking cancer's butt all over the place as we speak! And I'm a proud member of the Chemo Club 2009! I still need to send my pics to my cousin! I really don't ask for much, I'm kind of simple, and I've been given so much already and I couldn't be more grateful.....But....this is the one thing I would request!
And now back to our regularly scheduled blogging!
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