Another Awakening

It took the horrors of last week's terrorist attacks in Paris and Beruit for me to come to another step in my healing process. The wise words of a man who lost his wife in the attack at the Batalan hit me so unexpectedly today. His attitude was so spot on....I first  said to myself that this  man is still numb and once the reality of his loss hits, he will feel the hatred and anger. I then said to myself that I have no excuse. I have to separate myself from the hatred and anger I have felt for so long against Kelly-Anne's killer. I can no long entertain these feelings. I cannot allow myself to be a victim of his own hatred and anger.

I choose to to be happy and to live my life to the fullest. The next time he sees me he will know how happy I am. Whether he understands my happiness is not something I really care about. My happiness and my freedom are both important to me...something he will never have.

Last week I receive a phone call from Correctional Services Victim's Services informing me that he was transfered to a maximium security prison because the prison felt he was a security risk. It was only two months ago that he was transfered to a low/medium security prison. My first reaction was how he just can't get his act together and that he must of caused problems. Then I did the happy dance......my dance was my way of saying thanks. My work of keeping him behind bars for as long as possible gets easier.

Tomorrow is soon upon me here in Eastern Standard Time. I look forward to the day and what I will experience. I look foward to living....new things to learn, new people to meet.. even the slightest hello and warm gesture to a stranger in the shopping mall as we hear the sounds of Christmas music will make my day.

Enjoy yours too !

Living the Life of Riley

My Monday morning started off as usual... a load of laundry in the washer, the Keurig turned on for my morning fix and a light breakfast. Of course my coffee always tastes better while checking out the news headlines. Low and behold there he is with a big happy grin on his face...Luka Magnotta.

The Montreal Gazette recounts  letters that  Magnotta had written to friends about  his life in prison. I read it once and that was enough to tell me once again that our tax dollars are making a lot of prison inmates happy campers in their university frat house lifestyle. Access to movies, junk food,"good" prison food, pizza parties and fun times exercising and keeping in shape while many Canadian families struggle to feed, educate, dress their children in non- Versace clothing while trying to keep them active in sporting activities.

To say the least, I am personally insulted....another slap in the face for the victims of homicide and in particular the family of Lin Jun. I understand that the media has the right to choose what they want to present to the  public but sorry, this article is hurtful as many families of victims will  read it and ask why is this being allowed. Our children are dead because of these monsters and they are living the Life of Riley while we pass each day of the rest of our lives missing our  loved ones and trying to cope and be productive citizens.

Not to mention how Magnotta  and Cousineau and many other inmates have easy access to medical doctors. Magnotta recounts that his doctors are great. Cousineau recently was transferred to a prison closer to his doctors while we all wait for doctors appointments which take months.

I only hope and pray that Justin Trudeau will bring change to our Justice system. Prison should not be a frat house nor Club Med. The Canadian prison  system is a mockery and an insult. 

Forging forward...my voice will be heard.