My precious baby girl was born.

My precious baby boy drowned.  My sunshine was buried with my son. Some of the light from my eye's was buried and never returned.

TODAY SOME COWARD TOOK MY LIFE.  HE DID NOT CARE THAT I HAD A BABY GIRL WHO NEEDED ME.

HE DID NOT CARE THAT I WAS GOING TO COLLEGE.

HE DID NOT CARE THAT MY FAMILY LOVED ME AND WANTED TO KEEP ME.

HE DID NOT CARE THAT I HAD BEEN TAKING CARE OF MY FAMILY SINCE MY BABY BOY DROWNED.

HE ONLY CARED ABOUT HIMSELF AND HIS OWN LIFE.  HE ONLY CARED THAT I MIGHT SOMEHOW GET IN THE WAY.

HE DID NOT CARE THAT MY BABY GIRL WOULD CRY AND ASK FOR HER MOMMY.

HE KNOWS HE CAN ANSWER TO HIS CHILD OR CHILDREN.

HE KNOWS THAT HIS CHILD OR CHILDREN CAN CALL MOMMY AND SHE WILL COME TAKE CARE OF THEM.

HE DID NOT BARGAIN FOR THE FACT THAT MY FAMILY WILL NOT LET MY MURDER GO. 

HE DID NOT KNOW THAT MY FAMILY WILL DO EVERYTHING IN THEIR POWER TO SEE THAT MY MURDERER GIVES HIS FREEDOM FOR MY LIFE.  HE DID NOT KNOW MY FAMILY DOES NOT UNDERSTAND THAT THIS WAS ACCEPTABLE IN ANY WAY.

HE DID NOT KNOW HOW I WAS BROUGHT UP.

April 15, 2006 at the age of 22.