WHAT HAPPENED TO CELIA

The day I knew Celia was gone, she packed her loads and kissed me goodbye. I didn’t bother to question her why she was leaving without informing him. I knew she left him because she was no longer interested in receiving flowers. Itwas never about the luxury he made available for her.

That day I knew Celia was tired of the fake smile in public. She can’t continue to hide bruises behind makeup. Celia kissed my forehead and whispered in my ear:

“I am tired of people telling me to hold on to my abuser, you are a woman take charge of your home”.

“It is longer my home” Celia said.

Thank you Celia…