{"id":188,"date":"2008-07-03T00:36:33","date_gmt":"2008-07-03T04:36:33","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/washwords.wordpress.com\/2008\/07\/03\/independence-day\/"},"modified":"2008-07-03T00:36:33","modified_gmt":"2008-07-03T04:36:33","slug":"independence-day","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/washwords.com\/words\/2008\/independence-day\/","title":{"rendered":"Independence is the easy part"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"flickr-frame\">In college, contemplating and confronting so many things at one &#8211; love, feminism, liberty, life &#8212; I began my wonderings about independence.<\/div>\n<div class=\"flickr-frame\"><a title=\"flickr \" href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/grundlepuck\/182445397\/\" target=\"_blank\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"flickr-photo alignleft\" style=\"margin:5px;\" src=\"http:\/\/farm1.static.flickr.com\/73\/182445397_442592efd2.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"263\" height=\"197\" \/><\/a>I wrote poetry in bluegreen notebooks:<\/div>\n<blockquote>\n<div class=\"flickr-frame\" style=\"text-align:center;\"><strong>&#8220;<em> <\/em><\/strong><em>Dependent, from Latin, <\/em><\/div>\n<div class=\"flickr-frame\" style=\"text-align:center;\"><em>meaning: to hang from<\/em><\/div>\n<div class=\"flickr-frame\" style=\"text-align:center;\"><em> <\/em><\/div>\n<div class=\"flickr-frame\" style=\"text-align:center;\"><em>So tonight I am wondering: <\/em><\/div>\n<div class=\"flickr-frame\" style=\"text-align:center;\"><em>Do I hang from you? <strong>&#8220;<\/strong><\/em><\/div>\n<\/blockquote>\n<div class=\"flickr-frame\">\n<p>Hanging from was not a good thing, I concluded then. I would not hang from, not from him or anyone.<\/p><\/div>\n<div class=\"flickr-frame\">\n<p>So I didn&#8217;t. Didn&#8217;t say &#8220;I love you.&#8221; Didn&#8217;t love fully. And didn&#8217;t hang from.<\/p><\/div>\n<div class=\"flickr-frame\">\n<p>I thought it would protect me. From hurt, from risk, from giving too much, losing myself, blending into another.\u00a0 But the walls I built were sheer and cool and blew over in the wind. They were poor fortresses.<\/p><\/div>\n<div class=\"flickr-frame\">\n<p>Thank God.<\/p><\/div>\n<div class=\"flickr-frame\">\n<p>In came the stabs and embraces and hurts and loves of the people around me, whether I wanted them or not, whether I depended or not.<\/p><\/div>\n<div class=\"flickr-frame\">\n<p>I am still careful with loving, with depending. I am an independent woman, with a good job, real estate , a life, a world. To me, that&#8217;s the easy part.<\/p><\/div>\n<div class=\"flickr-frame\">\n<p>Being a &#8220;dependent woman&#8221; of sorts &#8211; depending on and being depended on &#8211; has been harder to learn. And it&#8217;s been 4th-of-July-fireworks explosively fufilling &#8211; a kind of love that grows and widens and stuns and satiates. I am still learning to hang from, to trust I won&#8217;t blow over or become an unnecessary appendage. Sometimes I do fall.\u00a0 And sometimes, if I let them, someone or someones catches me.<\/p><\/div>\n<div class=\"flickr-frame\">\n<div class=\"flickr-frame\"><em><span class=\"flickr-caption\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/grundlepuck\/182445397\/\">Photo credit: DC Fireworks<\/a>,<\/span><span class=\"flickr-caption\"> by <a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/people\/grundlepuck\/\">Grundlepuck via Flickr<\/a>. <\/span><\/em><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<p class=\"flickr-yourcomment\">\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>In college, contemplating and confronting so many things at one &#8211; love, feminism, liberty, life &#8212; I began my wonderings about independence. I wrote poetry in bluegreen notebooks: &#8220; Dependent, from Latin, meaning: to hang from So tonight I am wondering: Do I hang from you? &#8220; Hanging from was not a good thing, I [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[52],"tags":[669,49,13,699,50,25,1246,755,46],"class_list":["post-188","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry","tag-dependence","tag-feminism","tag-friend","tag-independence","tag-love","tag-mental-health","tag-poetry","tag-trust","tag-writing"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/washwords.com\/words\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/188","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/washwords.com\/words\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/washwords.com\/words\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/washwords.com\/words\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/washwords.com\/words\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=188"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/washwords.com\/words\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/188\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":189,"href":"https:\/\/washwords.com\/words\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/188\/revisions\/189"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/washwords.com\/words\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=188"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/washwords.com\/words\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=188"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/washwords.com\/words\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=188"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}