Finally
March 8, 2013It’s finally here and I am unsure how to feel. For 30 years I have thought that I would rejoice when justice was about to be served. One would think that we would all be happy when justice is about to be served, but I am still unsure.
One day you will see the advent of something for which you have waited most of your life. You know the struggle I have had with wanting something to happen to make it all stop, but not wanting or being able to be the one to assign guilt or sentence. My dreams (nightmares) have assigned enough.
It’s completely out of my hands, and the only thing I have left to do is watch and wait. While I wait I think about the past and how we have all been affected. I hope that justice is swift and fair because justice, in this case, is being measured for transgressions having nothing to do with any of us. How I wish we could have stopped that, somehow. I detest the idea that anyone else has been made to feel afraid.
