His "crime"

What was his crime?

He was a teacher in this day and age. He cared too much and got too involved. I know his motives because I was there. I knew his students and I watched him interact with them. He informed me of everything in his life and even in his career. He wanted me involved. He wanted my opinions of the events surrounding the students and faculty.

I think that there are people in this world who do not understand when someone has good motives and puts themselves on the line. When people do not understand what is going on and they rely on gossip, they look for anything that could be wrong. With that mindset, it does not take long to find what you are looking for.

Tuesdays

I really hate Tuesdays. Tuesdays are the only day that the mail runs that I do not get a letter from my husband.

A nasty turn

July 24, 2007. This is the day when my life was turned upside down. I watched as my husband was handcuffed and led away. I cannot tell you who I was next to or what I was wearing. All I knew was that my whole life was being ripped apart. I wanted to scream out that that THEY HAD GOTTEN IT WRONG! I was screaming it as loud as I could in my head, but I just couldn't get the words out. I knew that it would not help anyway. All I knew was that I had to tell our son that his father was not coming home.

Lies had just ruined my family and now we must face the consequences.