I am so sorry to fill this happy little blog with such sadness, but I need to get something off of my chest. Last weekend, my sister Karen’s best friend Jenny was brutally abducted and murdered by her husband, and then he turned the gun on himself. Jenny was such a free spirit, a genuinely happy person. She had filed for divorce from her husband three weeks earlier and clearly he was not happy about it. Sadly, this was not the first time that he had shown violence towards her. Karen keeps playing the events over and over in her head, as she knew of issues that the two were having and warned Jenny about her husband many times. She keeps asking herself “Could I have done more?” “I should have called her after she texted me on Friday night.” “I told her she should have gotten a restraining order.” The sad truth is that when someone is that angry or violent a restraining order would have done absolutely nothing. Ironically, Jenny was a mental health professional.
I see this same story on the news over and over again, and this week, it really hits home. Yesterday, Karen and I were reminiscing about the trip that Jenny took to Italy with us and Mom in 2003. What a wonderful time we had. I am sick over the loss of life, and worst of all- Jenny leaves behind two sons. Damen, 14 and Robby, who is four. Her boys were her world. My heart breaks for these boys and what their future holds.
If there is any good that can come out of this, I beg of you to please not take any signs of violence towards women lightly. Whether it is yourself, or a friend. We need to be vigilant to protect each other and our children.
Friday night, all of Jenny’s friends will be attending Damen’s first football game of the season, as they know she would have been there screaming louder than anyone else in the crowd.