The Scales of Justice…Not

Posted: May 5, 2013 in grief, justice
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Two years, two months, and four days after my son’s murder, a trial date has finally been set for August 26. I thought I would feel satisfaction when the date was announced in court. I thought I would feel like justice at last will be served. I thought I would feel relief. I feel none of those things, and my first reaction was to go into the restroom and have a good cry. For what, I’m not sure, but I do know it was a physical release that needed to happen at the moment. As I examine my feelings now, I feel no amount of jail time, no verdict, no sentence, nothing, will ever change my reality that my son as I knew him on this earth is forever gone and will never return. I only find comfort in knowing that his spirit lives on; energy only changes form, and his spirit is now free in everything that is good, and true, and beautiful in nature, and I will never lose that connection to him.

He is with me and will always be in every rain drop, star, ladybug, blade of grass, and all else that surrounds me on my walks as I seek serenity, and he will never be harmed again.

  1. Debra says:

    You have a beautiful way of expressing some of the deepest feelings. Thank you for sharing. Sending big love your way.

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