The Last of the Moon Girls

by Barbara Davis

“Family isn’t always about blood. Sometimes you just recognize someone.

We must never forget who we are. How far we’ve come, and what we’ve had to endure at the hands of those who fear what they do not understand.

There will always be those who are afraid, who will make up stories to cover their fear. They’ll point fingers and call names. And yes, they’ll lie. But we can’t let that change who we are, or dim the light that is in us.

I understand now that there are an infinite number of paths in this life. Some are well traveled, others must be forged. But none should be walked with a guilty or bitter heart.

Time leaves its wounds on us all, battering us in ways we do our best to hide.

We plan our lives like we’re in charge, lay all the pieces end to end like we think they should go, and then zing! Something happens we never saw coming, and we end up somewhere else. Sometimes it’s right back where we started.”

The world has always been afraid of a singular woman—as it is of most powerful things.