For anyone that knows me; my family and I have been struggling with a difficult time. We have been dealing with the death of my brother, that was killed by a DUI driver last year. With the trial scheduled in the near future.
I am scared to confront someone that I do not even know and express my feelings of hurt that he couldn’t even begin to fathom. It wasn’t like cancer where he died slowly and we could all say our goodbyes, hug or comfort each other. Instead a person who’s actions proved to be fatal to someone other than himself has taken my brother from us. Not knowing anything that he was doing that lead up to the incident irks me.
For the past few weeks, I have attempted to gather the words how this incident has affected me in a letter to the court. Just when I think that I have found the words to express something that had eluded me, a new aspects appear. Thoughts that appear clearer on paper than they do on my head. Once on paper I see things in a different light, that brings up things that I haven’t addressed in my letter. While I can go on forever about the things that we shared, and the things that I will miss about my brother; I am just trying to find north again. Normalcy that isn’t normal anymore.
I have been struggling with not having a mean spirited letter to the court, many things that I would love to say; but I will not let vengeance by my motive. I will not concede and let anger control where I go. I have been able to do it with varying success, just to re-write it again and again.
The amount of time for anything to wind its way through the court system concerning and baffling. I can not express how it feels to sit; and wait for some finality, just to see it pushed to another date.
I bear the weight to stand for my brother; when no one else will. My brother can not ask for someone to speak on his behalf as the driver can.
Court hearings on our son’s birthday, my birthday talked with states attorney,another just days prior to the 1 year anniversary; a hearing coming up the day after my wedding anniversary, and another the day before my daughters birthday.
I have asked my oldest daughter to write a letter to the court. I tried to express to her everything that my wife and I have continued to endure. It will not matter to me if she does or doesn’t, however I would like that the court hear every bit of the lives that have changed as a result of this incident. Knowing how he hurt everyone is important; letting him look at us when he attempts respond; I am not sure what words he could utter.
There is much more to the story; but I am lost. I can’t shake this out of my head, it has continues to haunt me. Almost to the point of obsession; rightly so however I do not want this to define me, instead I would rather have it reverse. That my faith be shown, and I define the situation by faith.
There are no more delays left, he either takes the plea deal or face a jury, with a minimum of 10 years that the judge must sentence him to. If the takes the plea deal he will face 5 years prison and 10 years probation; a more than just sentence for his actions and callous disregard for life and liberty.
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Apparently I am wrong there are more delays. What a mockery our justice system is.