The Impact of a Short Life

On Wednesday my good friend started living a nightmare, the thing most parents fear. My Facebook status from yesterday morning.....

Good Morning Facebook. Hopefully everyone is well on this day of Thanks. Shortly before bed I read a friend's status of every parents worst fear and of a medical miracle or God's Will. Perhaps it was a testament of a mother's love and connection to her child. My friends daughter was pronounced dead and death certificate was filed. While waiting for her to be picked up , my friend was holding her hand saying goodbye and noticed her daughter to start breathing again. She was resting in ICU before I went to sleep. My friend didn't know what the rest of the night would bring but I'm sure she is   thankful for this extra time God has given her family. Please pray for my friends.

I know this girl and spent a lot of time with her years ago. I started crying when I read this status. I've Read similar things online but I know this family. God does work miracles. Jessica passed away the second time on Thanksgiving and didn't come back this time.

Jessica had cerebral palsy, mental retardation and autism. Most of her problems were caused by a birth accident.

She never walked a step or spoke a word but her life impacted anyone and everyone she came in contact with. Her life mattered to other children in West Virginia with Autism and developmental disabilities. Her mom served as a council member for WV Developmental Disabilities from 1995-2008, she received the appointment from the governor. My friend fought hard for her daughter and helped make changes for thousands of children with disabilities in West Virginia. My friend fought hard to keep children like Jessica from being excluded in schools and from being isolated from other students. Because my friend fought hard for her own child other children will benefit because of Jessica's life.

Jessica's life was brief but will live on in all who knew her.

Safe Sex

Wow had an interesting conversation earlier with some of my husband and I mutual friends. They are swingers and attend partner swap parties. I find the ideal of partner swapping detestable, my husband's feelings are similar to my own. Being in a monogamous marriage for over 22 years has been important to us. It shocking that other people enjoy being sexual with random people. Sure her tubes are tied but its dangerous allowing an uncovered penis to enter the body. I guess working in healthcare for 12years I think about the spread of STDs, Hepatitis and HIV , that the use of condoms prevent more than pregnancy. Perhaps I am too cautious but why risk it? The use of condoms lowers the risk by 80%.

I also know unless you are regularly tested sometimes symptoms of infection of HIV/ AIDS go not noticed for years. Why risk it? Is she that stupid?

Happiness

I have been thinking of happiness lately and what brings me ultimate joy or emotional turmoil. I'm a happy person most of the time often times finding joy in the smaller things. Family and the friends in my life make me happy. Watching my dogs play makes me happy and playing with my dogs makes me happier. Knowing my niece is safe and off drugs makes me happy. Seeing my family pull together and risk angering my niece made me happy but scared. Our love for her was that strong we were willing to do anything to save her. If you read my previous entries you already know my niece went willingly and it made us happy she was willing to save herself.

The ordeal my niece went through was traumatic and devastating for all of us. Not knowing if she was dead or alive for four days was an emotional rollercoaster. Her reappearance ragged and half starved made us happy. Knowing she was safe made us happy.

Physical possessions mean very little to me so they don't make me happy unless a memory is attached to it. The small things that mean the most have emotional ( romantic) attachment that I will not share with anyone. I can't. Everyone has a secret part of themselves that very few are welcome in. I have rediscovered that secret place in myself through a lifelong friendship. This friendship brought back intense memories. Through this friend I have learned to forgive and come to terms with the past.

I hope my niece can forgive those who wronged her also to be healthier and for healthy relationships in the future. Letting go is the hardest thing but the most important to be happy.

Lady of the Night

Hey guys its ___________!! Come see me and you will be begging for more! Please only serious calls. I'm not looking for conversation or texting, no blocked calls. Located right off 71 north on 161. no drama, just me and you and all your dreams come true! $80 donation tonight only! Incalls and out calls tonight!

Call me at 614 xxx-xxxx Please no texts as i dont have have have that feature.

This an actual ad from Backpage. I removed her name and phone number to protect her privacy and wanted to discourage any of my readers from contacting her for her services. The girl is openly selling her body. The $80 donation is a fee for her time, the sex is free.

Is this girl being coerced into prostitution? Is she doing this willingly to pay for drugs?

I' m __________. The ultimate female companion, with a beautiful face, fabulous body, And a Sweet Charming personality.I Will overwhelm you and exceed your expectations ;)

614xxxxxxx

limited/Explict text
No foul language.
Fetish friendly
NO PRIVATE CALLS.
OUTCALL/INCALL

No affiliation with any type of criminal law enforcement.

Donations are for time and companionship

PICTURES 100% REAL!! ✔

This was a 19 year olds advertisment. Seriously people, like a cop is going to say I'm law enforcement.

These kids should be working their first jobs not selling themselves. Are they really doing this by choice?

Keeping my Promise

Finding out my niece was using black tar heroin was devastating to our whole family but you can't imagine how heartwrenching it was when she was reported missing by her husband. Seeing the missing person poster on Facebook made everything more real and us more desperate to find her.

We didn't know if she was dead or alive. Maybe she overdosed and nobody found her body yet. We just didn't know. Sharing the poster online and door to door helped get her image of there just in case. At the time the  missing person poster was created my niece was being raped by the first of 7 johns. She was forced into prostitution to protect her children.  Rueban continuously told her he knew where she lived and would hurt the children if she tried to run. My niece was a victim of human trafficking. Her perpetrators was so called friends.

Not knowing was the worst part. She resurfaced almost 70 hours after she was reported missing. Our family went through 96 hours of hell but considering what she went through she was the lucky one. I still search Backpage and see these young women with empty expressions. How many are in situations like my niece was? Is their face also on a missing person poster somewhere?

It was heartwarming seeing friends and relatives share her picture on their wall. The more her face was out there the more likely she would be found. So now when I come across a missing person poster online I look at it and share it because maybe I can help by saving a life by sharing. My niece and family was lucky, we got her back. She is almost 4 weeks heroin free now and has her kids with her. She is safe and well.

I made a promise that I would no longer bypass a missing person poster and I'm keeping that promise.