Thoughts

As a mother, I have a hard time dealing with the fact that someone held my child's life in their hands. They had the choice to let Shane live or die, and they chose death! In the sping of 1977, at the age of 17, I was pregnant and unmarried, I chose life for my baby, almost 20 years later, someone came along and chose death for the young man this baby grew into. No one has the right to make that choice......

Judi Walker
Shane Hebert's Mother



Losing a child is the worst nightmare any parent could ever have. Nathan was only 13 years old and had not even begun to live his life when he was taken from his family. He will be missed forever and the emptiness in our home, life and hearts will forever be there.

Debbie
Nathan's Mom



As I was sitting at my son's grave this afternoon, thinking of Christmas without him, I remembered one day he said he wished he could buy everyone in his close family a gift for Christmas but he couldn't afford it. I decided this Christmas everyone would get a small gift in Memory of Damian. I made Christmas cards on the computer and added his picture to the back and signed it In Memory of Damian. These will be attached to the gifts for his cousins and others in his family. I will spend Christmas Eve afternoon at his grave and invite family to come and visit. On Christmas we always go to my parents house, Damian will be missed.

Nellie
Damian De La Cruz's Mom



Justin was not only my brother, he was my best friend. He was always there to lead me in the right direction. And I know he will always be watching over me. Justin may have been taken from me physically but he will always remain in my heart and soul.

I love you Jay! Love your sis, Mary
Justin's Sister



The night of May 30, 2000 changed the lives of so many people forever. Ken and I lost our precious Jesse and his best friend Jason Thompson. These two boys left their heart prints on everyone that knew them. Our hearts will always be filled with them. God bless you Jesse and Jason. Murder can change your life in a heartbeat. It doesn't just happen to someone else. It can happen to you, and when it does, your address book becomes rewritten. Most people don't know how to respond to you, so they stop coming around and calling. We want to talk about our children and hear their names. We are still parents!!!

Ken and Donna Stoner
Jesse's Dad and Mom



My son Jeffery Ola was taken from me on a very cold January nite (Jan. 6, 2001). I heard his last cries "Mother, I have been shot, O' God mother I am shot." That was the last words of my beloved son I would ever hear again. No one knows the pain we go through. Only the families of the victims, not the murderer who took their life. No one should get away with taking another life, God only has that right. The killers don't know they have killed us inside also and we suffer every minute. I feel like I felt all 9 bullets that took Jeffery's life. I pray that you felt no pain, that God took you by the hand at the very second. I could not live knowing that you suffered. Son you saved so many lives but it was not in God's plans for you to be saved. So sleep my sweet angel until I can hold you again. I love you more than the Heavens and bigger than the sky. With all my love to you.

Georgie King
Jeffery Ola's Mom



Our son Christopher Acosta, was taken from us 9-12-99. He had just turned 21. There are no words for the pain you feel. The missing is unbearable, our hearts are torn apart, one big piece of that heart went with him. Yes, our lives are changed forever, never, ever to be the same. In years to come, how do we cope, with going on, without our precious son? Sometimes I don't know how, and sometimes I don't want to know. If only the killers could just for one day get a taste of what they have caused to the many of us on this page, and the many more out there! And also the relatives, friends, and people that don't have the slightest clue. Our Love for Our son will stay with us forever and ever more until we meet again.

Benny and Nora Acosta,
(Christopher's parents)
Phx. Az.

May God Bless Each and Everyone of YOU, as we all share the same pain.



I loss my daughter Heather 22, to domestic violence in 9199. It was a double tragedy for me, as she lived in Puerto Rico, 1 hour after her murder her baby was taken by the government there, put into an orphangage, then permantely given to the killer's family. I have tried for many years to get custody of my own grandson to no avail....

My life has been torn apart from the murder of my beautiful daughter Heather, and the loss of my grandson Kiven.

If it wasn't enough that evil man thought he had the right to take my child's life---then his evil family told lies upon lies to gain custody of a baby that isn't even there true kin as my daughter was never married....

My life as I knew it -stopped existing the day that I heard the words: "My Child was Murdered." I ask God, and myself as to "WHY" ----MY HEART IS BROKEN/BLEEDING FOR MY beautiful child Heather."

Such a beautiful young women who lost her life so young when she had a future awaiting for her. She left heartprints in so many hearts. She will be forever missed by her family/friends.

Deeply Missed by her Mom, her brother and her sons..



If you have lost a loved one to homicide and would like to share your thoughts,
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