All his photos are precious, but there are a few that really get to me. That is one that just tears me apart. I can't help thinking not only did they hurt him, they tortured him, they battered his already broken and battered dead body. He was malnourished for God's sake, and he'd only been with those monsters 10 days. They starved him; even as he was crying in pain, he was crying in hunger and thirst, too.
In all those photos, I see a little boy who is so loved and cherished, laughing and loving on everyone around him, being goofy and playing hard, overflowing with an adorable personality. And those *******s started in on him from day one. I can't begin to imagine his terror and confusion, crying out for his Daddy and his brother and sister and Becky and all those who'd loved him so much.
And then I think of the others; LE and Rawlings and the ME and funeral personnel and the judge and jury and even their own attorneys--- all of these people have to look at these photos of Ethan as he was, and then see in graphic detail what the *******s did to him. They will never be the same either; their nightmares will last a long time.
There is no 'justice'. No punishment imaginable would be enough.
Well, I gotta say, Calliope, this post really hit home. This is exactly how I feel every time I see a new pic of him. He still seems so alive and is so cherished. I think about the Halloweens he won't see, Christmases, his first day of kindergarten, etc. I find myself talking out loud through tears as to how this could have happened?
Yes, there are some really sad pics and one in particular just makes me cry every time I look at it and I won't anymore. It's the one in the little blue T-shirt. His smile through tears and God knows what else. That is the worst one for me. I couldn't even look at the one on the couch because I was sure I couldn't handle it and know I can't....EVER.
The one thing I notice about this case above others, is how much Ethan has gotten to so many people. There are literally hundreds of people that feel the same way and I find myself asking why? What is it about him? I don't know, but there is something clearly special about Ethan.
Yes, he was so loved and then THRUST into a nightmare beyond anything even Stephen King could write about. I will never understand it and I'm glad I don't understand it. My mind doesn't work that way, thankfully.
He was a little four-year old boy, FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE!!!
I hope and pray that both receive the death penalty. I want them to
know when they will die and think about it EVERY day. I want them scared and miserable.
My kids know how this has affected me, but they don't know the whole "why" of it all. My DH thought I was slipping into some sort of depression. I am still saddened but thankfully, much of that sadness has turned to raw anger and a thirst for justice. Maybe one day I can look at pics of Ethan and smile, but for right now, I cannot.
I know that I will never be the same and my heart truly goes out to Joe and Becky each and every day.
Thank you for your posts.