I made the mistake of reading this CNN article about the Sandusky trial the other day.
I am horrified on so many levels.
Something about reading the words of the victims made the case so much more terrible than I already thought it was.
(And believe me, I already thought it was REALLY terrible.)
The devastation one individual can cause to so many lives is enormous.
The one thing I can’t get out of my mind, however, is Sandusky’s wife.
(Photo of Dottie Sandusky via the Internet)
I know a lot about child abuse, and sexual abuse.
I know there are often people who enable twisted, sick-minded, individuals.
Even though I know these things on an intellectual level,
I can’t wrap my brain around his wife.
No amount of text book knowledge about abusers will ever allow me to understand HER.
And yes, I’m sure some of you will tell me he hasn’t been convicted of anything YET.
I do know, if my husband was inviting young boys over for sleep overs on a regular basis I wouldn’t think of it as normal.
If it was common practice for my husband to tell me he was “going downstairs to tell them good night,” it just might seem odd.
If my husband was showering with boys at work, and spending a good deal of his leisure time with people decades younger than himself,
I might question WHY.
If I heard the love letters he wrote to children read aloud in court,
If I heard the boys who slept over testifying about being sodomized,
I sure as hell wouldn’t be standing by his side and taking the stand on his behalf.
I just can’t wrap my brain around HER.