Been away dealing with my real life, my husbands grandmother passed away, so it was a tough week. Coming and reading this story, with such a tragic ending, really puts things in perspective. His grandmother passing will leave a hole in our life, one that nothing can fill, however, we were so blessed to have her for so long. We can look at the room of people of who wouldn't be here without her, from children to great grandchildren. Their is solace in knowing she had a long life, had a chance to pursue her dreams and goals. From a bud, to a flower and back to earth again. But this robbed Sierah of all that. She was still just a flower bud, getting ready to bloom, to show everyone who loved her what she was and would be and there is just nothing that can take the injustice out of that. Right now I'm so angry, angry that anyone could think they have the right to take a precious life, one that was truly still just beginning. One that was beautiful, inside and out. Part of me wants to speak about getting justice for her, I'm usually the first to say end these type of people, but right now I'm just stuck on the totality of knowing there will never be enough justice to equal out the balance beam of wrong and right. This is just unfair. Completely unfair, and I am so so sorry for all those who loved her and will carry many unfair burdens that have been put on them because of the actions of a monster. My prayers are with you.
