Celia my heart literally ACHES to hear of your loss. My son celebrated his 23rd birthday on March 3, celebrated his only child's birthday on March 4, took me out to lunch on March 12th and was murdered on March 17 by 3 monsters that were "only planning to rob him but he fought back" according to the confession of one of them. Mother's Day has always been my FAVORITE holiday above all others because no matter what was going on in our lives I could always count on both of my sons going to church with me on that day and dinner later. Today...my first Mother's Day with my first born son, my best friend I find myself just going thru the motions, in a big haze or something. Everyone says the first year thru holidays is the worst, I can't even imagine having to go thru another Mother's Day again without him. The have all 3 in custody and as a Christian I would love to say "God have mercy on their souls" but I can't. I think about if they are sentenced to death they will still get probably at least 10 more years of life than my son. 10 years that my granddaughter won't have her Daddy - that's enough "mercy" in my opinion. In AZ, the date of death is considered to be the day the person was found which was March 17, however when the police got to him they estimated he had been gone for about 12 hours already, which would have been March 16. These were "friends" that he knew, they caught him off guard and knocked him over to the ground, the male punched him repeatedly in the face and head (amazingly no broken bones). One female tied his wrists and legs with stereo wire and the other female hit him in his left temple with a socket wrench. They put tape over his mouth, drug him into a bedroom closet and left him. They stole his cell phone, his wallet with approximately $40 in it, his CD collection from his car, left the scene in his car and informed the detectives they were able to buy crossword puzzles and fountain sodas at the convenience store with his money. I'm angry, I'm hurt, and still just very confused as to the lack of sense this whole thing makes. The police informed me of my son's murder on March 18th in the early evening hours. I wasn't able to identify or see my son's body for 6 days after they told me. To read that your daughter was found 2 days later after not coming home....I honestly can say I feel your pain. I "accidentally" stumbled upon this website while looking up information on my own to better understand laws and court process. But I believe nothing just "happens", everything is orchestrated for a reason. I think this is a beautiful thing because only people that have lived this and dealt with this can really relate without all the "so sorry for your loss" and "if there is anything I can do just let me know". Yes I know they all mean well I'm not saying that they don't but when you have a huge hole in your heart that will never be filled all you REALLY want is your baby back. To hug him and hold him again. To smell his cologne or see his smile. I am blessed in that I have a granddaughter that is her Daddy all over again and I love her so much, but even all the love I have for her and that I get back from her it's still not my son. Now, I ask anyone else out there if they can try to help me line my mind up with what my heart feels as best that I can my most difficult thing to grasp is this: When my son was born March 3, 1988 the nurse handed him to me and it was love at first site - I was right there when he took his first breath and for 23 years and 2 weeks I have been right there good or bad, thick and thin for my son. But the day his life was stolen from me, I wasn't there with him when he took his final breath. I wonder did he cry for me? Did he know he was going to die? Many questions I will never know the answer to this I know. How can I get "over" that I wasn't there with him? He died alone, in a closet. Celia, you mention your daughter was found in the desert, I'm curious to know if you also are in Arizona or if anybody on this website is in this state that could direct me to any kind of groups I could go to because this is going to be a long road I have to travel and I don't want to do it alone.
