A Distant Memory and a Pair of Red Pumps
Sometimes when I slip on my red pumps they take me back to a different person, time, and place. If these shoes could take me back into the past I wonder would I do things a little different? Would I be wiser to the games of the heart?
My graduation year from high school was the year I feel in love with a boy two years older than me a computer geek and musician.
He had blue eyes that would melt your heart and the long thick hair. His musical voice made my heart leap whenever he sang within my distance.
It was a summer love meant to last forever. But as the cold winds of fall began to arrive so did a different person.
I discovered from a friend that he had been cheating on not with one girl, or two girls, but four different girls.
My heart was broken. I felt naive, tattered, and torn my belief in true love was shattered. I was a mess in tears for weeks, losing significant weight, and wondering why I didn’t see the signs.
It was with the luck on of my closest friends stood by my side in my love-sick grief. He was the one that was with me when we walked into the small town clinic to get tested for HIV/AIDS.
The day I got the call from the sexual health clinic a huge weight was lifted when I heard the word negative. It was a silver-lining over a very dark cloud.
But how many girls and women do not get the same silver lining? It is this March 10th the United States will recognize National Women and Girls HIV/AIDS awareness day. It is a day to rock our red pumps and raise awareness!
Did you know every 9.5 minutes, someone in the US will be infected with HIV? And that there are more than 1 million adults and adolescents in the United States living with HIV. Approximately one-fifth of them (21%) do not know that they have been infected.
We all know that summer love can come to a bitter end but it is our health which makes us strong to carry-on! It is up to us to be proactive about our own sexual health. And if you are parent that is concerned about your teens sexual activity Planned parenthood offers a wide array of tools to get your teens talking opening the doors to communication.
It was the next summer as the girls and I rolled out of the bar in our short skirts and high heels ready for the next party. I saw him on the corner busking with his friends. And it was at that moment I knew he had a passion but it was never for me.
If I had to relive that summer of imaginary love would I? Maybe? But then I wouldn't have been pro-active in my own sexual health and wiser to the games of the heart.
Will you be rocking the Red Pump on March 10th?