Ricki Redux

Yes, I am going to make as many references to Ricki in the headers for the forseeable future. Forgive me. It’s just been two very encouraging days over here at the blog with new comments posted, more than 7,000 page views and more than 3,000 visitors. I am sure that doesn’t sound like much in the grander scheme considering big, professional blogs, but for this gal, who tinkers away best she can (usually with wine in hand) late at night to create new content that won’t put you to sleep, it’s a big deal.

Better yet, I’ve received emails from all over the country from survivors, from victims who have never told anyone, from victims who have told but not been believed, from family members of victims and from women who live in fear every day that they will become victims. Why do I see this as a good thing? Because we are connecting and because it feels good to be trusted. Isolation is one of the more offending aspects of what victims and their loved ones go through. I created this site to connect with others, to meet them and to create a resource. The links alone in the sidebar of the homepage have had hundreds of clicks the past 48 hours, and believe me, I put a lot of thought into which ones I have posted there.

Also, I am truly touched by how many of my friends and coworkers – and even my tenants!! – watched or DVR’d the show. I mentioned it once or twice and they made the effort to follow up. That says a lot about the people in my life and why I should be grateful even on those low days when I feel like I might live alone for the rest of my life.

I am on call this weekend for the crisis center and it always gives me butterflies. But this time, it feels different. It feels more peaceful because I was able to use my training this week. And it feels good. Thanks to all of you for that.