From LaQuita Suggs
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(LaQuita Suggs’ mother Ella Suggs was stabbed to death at a bus stop April 29. For previous posts, click here.)
It seems that time does not skip a beat. You have to try to stay a float or you will become overwhelmed by the issues of life. I am still struggling with making it day by day but I am learning how to focus on right now instead of looking too far ahead. Grief is a terrible thing, but if you can keep living strenght is bound to emerge. I would still like to submit a biography about my Mom just to assist me with talking publicly aobut how wonderful she was.
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May 10: So, I went to Court today and I was able to look into the eyes of the person that murdered my Mother. I felt a great deal of rage, but I thougt why give this animal that much energy. My family is here from Tennessee and you can look in there faces and see the grief. One of the blogs from the Compton News cam from a woman who attended the Memorial Service for my Mom, she indicated that the V.A. had the flag half staff /mass in recognition of my Mother. This is a wonderful tribute to her. I invite al that read and respond to various blogs to post a comment as I intend to present the statement as an attestation of the worth, dignity and tenacity of my Mom. If I can just make it day by day I am doing good.
May 9: I went to court today and it was frustrating, I believe that justice will be served but that’s not going to bring my Mom back. I would give anything to exchange the hand that I was dealt in relation to this. With life we need to roll with the punches or get smashed in the process, however in rolling we have to keep in perspective that grief is real and no one can say or do anything to erase the emptiness that is felt. However family and friends should be embrace to help throughout this process.
May 9: Well it has been a week and this does not seem to be getting better. I am trying to comfort and support my sons but I feel so heavy and empty inside. Losing your mother is the most incomprehensible thing. No words can describe the impact of my lost. I think that the tragic end is the most devastating part of it all. How could someone do that to my mom? Some people think that once the funeral services are done that it may get easier, but I think that continuing to live with a grief stricken heart is the most difficult.
May 7: Do you know that this type of gief seems to get harder by the day. I am realizing that living is the hardest thing. I keep replay those events in my mind and wonder if she had any last words or if she knew that this was her last hour. I believe that this travesty will taunt our family forever. Man, if you come have known the type of person that my Mom was you to would understand. Momma You Know I Love You.
May 3: My mother was the woman who was unjustly attacked and murdered on Sunday. This was the most horrific news that I have ever received. I am a Licensed Therapist and can not grab any of the tools that I use to assist others with grief. I would like to submit an article about the worth of my mom’s life. If you understood how quiet and non threatening she was, you would be able to see how the brutal unprovoked attack is more than overwhelming. This is unfair to me and my two sons. I lost a mother, they lost a grand mother. Others can visit the Compton News and read about the type of person my mother was through the comments submitted.