I’m being given the opportunity to write a victim impact statement advising the court dealing with the drunk driver who killed my oldest son’s father to do… whatever I’d like them to do, and to let them know the emotional impact that losing my oldest son’s father has caused both of us (me more so than him due to his autism and intellectual disabilities, but that might be something best gotten into in a separate post in here). So far, I’ve written about two sentences and… that is it for now. I’ve been reading up on how to write these statements, and Mothers Against Drunk Driving has given me some advice on how to write the statement and who to address it to, so I’m hoping that I’ll have something halfway decent written by the time this man is sentenced, whenever that may be. All I know is that he’s in the process of going through the court system for what he did to my son’s father, and that my son’s father did not deserve to die on the side of the road at thirty-seven years of age because a drunk and high driver struck him. He may have struggled a lot in his life, and people may have been holding out hope that he would eventually get help and start… doing the right thing, but he didn’t deserve to die at the age of thirty-seven, let alone on the side of the road one evening.

This has the necklace I had made with some of my oldest son’s father’s ashes. I’m awaiting other jewelry.

This one was gifted to me by a good friend, along with a pentagram necklace and brooch (is that the proper word to use?) that has the Wiccan Rede on it, all because these things were in some way important to my oldest son’s father. And this one was chosen because my son’s father was born on the Autumnal equinox.