August 1, 2007
Prelude to the Anniversary
The lovely psychiatrists & doctors have deemed my husband's murderer "incompetent" and "unrestorable" - meaning that he will be relocated to a State mental hospital indefinitely until restored. Also meaning that the charges must be dropped by the prosecution for Murder in the First Degree. If he is 'restored' and released a FREE MAN from the mental ward, then we can re-file the charges.
I guess the S.O.B. isn't cooperating with the doctors either OR taking his meds. I just can't believe this ~ and there is a part of me that thinks it is my fault. What if it would have been different if I had made every court hearing? Would that have helped? Or is the judicial system just that warped ~ and defective.
The next hearing date is on the eve of the 2 year anniversary of Matt's death. I'll be there, and I am going to be pissed. I hope that bastard feels every ice filled, hateful glare I have in store for him ~ because I have lost faith, and I feel like I have lost Matt all over again.
Why is this happening? Some things I just don't understand, but they sure know how to rip apart sore wounds...
Posted by bea at August 1, 2007 1:44 PM
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The law SUCKS. It can suck its own dick, if it had one... but considering the lack of ballsiness when it matters, I don't think there IS one.
I am SO sorry to hear that after all this time, things have come down to this. I know it has come at a rather poor time, too... but, as I have told you many, MANY times about Greyson... maybe this is part of the reason for your little "miracle" - a certain someone may be sending a little bit of himself your way to let you know all will be okay. And that HE is okay.
You know I love you, always will... and if you need ANYTHING at all... remember, I'm only as far away as an email or a phone call... Wish it were MUCH closer, but hell, at the very least for now, that's all it will take. Anytime. You know me. =)
I miss you, imagine BIG Lari hugs wrapped around you, and once again, have Derek kiss that lil' belly for me... and tell him that even though I have never even SPOKEN to him, that I love him for loving you... and for being so good for my Bea. Because as long as he's good for and to my Bea (and my soon-to-be niece/nephew) he's all good in my book. =)
LOVE, BLISS, AND PEACE... things are rough around here, too... but there is always (even if it's BRIEF!!) a little break in the clouds at times... hang in there, love.
Posted by: Lari at August 3, 2007 9:00 PM