Letter to My Children (October 3, 2019)
Dear Jonathan, Sarah, Josh, and Christina,
How are you all? How are you Sarah? I believe you are due to deliver a Baby. God bless you daughter. Thinking of you all tonight, as I unpack spices and whatnot. A friend was over today helping organize the basement. I found a whole tub of spices. Although not much of a cook/baker since you all were taken from me, I am cooking. I made some pies, casserole, jalapeƱo poppers, lots of bacon and eggs, and tomorrow perhaps homemade pea soup, Its unusual. Losing my family in one fell swoop, who wants to make food? Your sister, (who actually took the above photo during Thanksgiving weekend in NYC!), is a great cook. She can whip up delicious food in an hour.
So the urge to create is coming back after almost eight years. A terrible tragedy and legacy of hatred have been perpetrated upon our loving family. By a church destroying women and children, to prop up a church leadership who crave power over others — using isolation, speaking abusive words like ‘mentally ill, rebellious, manipulative, haughty, self-willed, etc.' Bad people projecting onto the nicest folks. Attempting to discredit, isolate, and denigrate them so no one will listen to what they have to say, or the silent treatment.
It is another reason why I write to you publicly. To give a voice to all the misdeeds executed upon our family and the many others who have cried, suffered, and slowly healed from the trauma of being cruelly cut off from the love and kindness of their families. The church leaders who are big bullies, who falsely accuse us without any proof — they are cowards who won’t answer our calls or open their doors to talk. They are bad men and women, who make children and mothers and grandmothers cry. God have mercy on their souls. And come home children. You are loved and forgiven.
XO Mom
How are you all? How are you Sarah? I believe you are due to deliver a Baby. God bless you daughter. Thinking of you all tonight, as I unpack spices and whatnot. A friend was over today helping organize the basement. I found a whole tub of spices. Although not much of a cook/baker since you all were taken from me, I am cooking. I made some pies, casserole, jalapeƱo poppers, lots of bacon and eggs, and tomorrow perhaps homemade pea soup, Its unusual. Losing my family in one fell swoop, who wants to make food? Your sister, (who actually took the above photo during Thanksgiving weekend in NYC!), is a great cook. She can whip up delicious food in an hour.
So the urge to create is coming back after almost eight years. A terrible tragedy and legacy of hatred have been perpetrated upon our loving family. By a church destroying women and children, to prop up a church leadership who crave power over others — using isolation, speaking abusive words like ‘mentally ill, rebellious, manipulative, haughty, self-willed, etc.' Bad people projecting onto the nicest folks. Attempting to discredit, isolate, and denigrate them so no one will listen to what they have to say, or the silent treatment.
It is another reason why I write to you publicly. To give a voice to all the misdeeds executed upon our family and the many others who have cried, suffered, and slowly healed from the trauma of being cruelly cut off from the love and kindness of their families. The church leaders who are big bullies, who falsely accuse us without any proof — they are cowards who won’t answer our calls or open their doors to talk. They are bad men and women, who make children and mothers and grandmothers cry. God have mercy on their souls. And come home children. You are loved and forgiven.
XO Mom