Domestic Violence is Real

I got a disturbing phone call this afternoon from the boys' uncle. Their Grandma, who they call Glam.ma got beat up by her husband last night. In one of his drunken stupors he threw her across the room and she hit her head. She has a concussion now and 2 staples in her head.

When he called me of course the first thing I'm thinking is if she's ok and how she's doing. But then the memories of being beat up by her son flood my head. My husband is not my kids' biological father. Melodee is my sons' paternal grandmother. Melodee has stuck by my side in the last 7 years that I've known her. The boys and I have been blessed enough to still have Melodee and her other son in our lives even though the boys' sperm donor is not.

I just feel so bad for her. I remember feeling so alone after I got hit by Mike, her son. Rick, Melodee's husband is not Mike's Dad, Melodee remarried just a few years ago after leaving Mike's dad after he beat her up for the last time.

My heart breaks for her. Evidently this has been happening for quite awhile now but she didn't want to tell anyone because she was embarrassed. I want to tell her that she has to press charges against him, that she needs to get a restraining order, and never see him again but I know it's not my place. She is moving out. We're supposed to go help her tomorrow morning but she's moving in with her son, Jeremy who lives in a house owned by Rick. It's just a bad situation overall. I don't know if she's pressing charges but I wouldn't be surprised if she didn't.

He easily could have killed her last night. She's a tiny woman. She can't weigh more than 115 lbs. With her hitting her head like that she could have easily been hurt worse.