Letter to my sons killer
James Morgan,
Exactly a month ago today, you took the most precious thing in my life away from me. Because of your irresponsible actions and disregard for your own safety and the safety of those around you, I had to watch my child die. Do you ever stop and think of him? Do you wonder what kind of kid he was? or feel guilt that you stole life from him? Do you think of us? A day does not go by that your name and your face doesn't haunt my soul. I doubt that the image of his grieving parents or his lonely brother ever cross your mind. I prayed for you last night. I asked God to send the spirit into your heart, to lead you to repent and to save your soul from the fires of hell which is exactly where you're headed when your life comes to an end. Do you have any idea what you've done to my family? Do you have any idea what it's like for me to see his empty bed everyday? To look into my rearview mirrior and see only an empty space where he used it sit? Do you know what it felt like, to see my baby in a coffin? To feel his cold skin against my lips as I kissed him goodnight for the very last time? What were you doing the day we buried my son? Were you fantasizing your own death as I was? or were you enjoying your life and the freedom to simply exist something you stole form my little boy.Have you any idea how painful it is to hear my three year old talk about his brother, about his death, what he saw happen right next to him in that car? His brother misses him so much, he clings to a doll made in his brothers image...as if its the only comfort he can find in his own grief. The Lord calls for us to Forgive all those who trespass against us, but I tell you now that I will never forgive you. On August 10th, my son was to turn 9 years old. He was already planning his big camping trip birthday party, he was beyond excited to go to Sea World...YOU STOLE all of that from him, from us...so may the Lord forgive me because forgiving you will NEVER happen. Why couldn't you have just stopped at that stop sign?? Why couldn't you have just stayed out of that car after you had drank that day?? I will never understand...All I know is you have caused me more pain than I have ever known. You've ruined my family and killed my spirit. I'm attaching a picture of my little boy, I want you to look into the eyes of the child you killed, I want you to see the innocence in his eyes, the future you took from him, the dreams that will never come true, the life he will never live...Say his name JARRETT PAUL MANTANONA..while your heart beats think of his that stopped they day you decided to get behind the wheel drunk.. Every breath you take...think of how HE no longer gets that blessing! No matter what you do or where you go YOU will ALWAYS be a MURDERER!!! Don't ever forget that!
Exactly a month ago today, you took the most precious thing in my life away from me. Because of your irresponsible actions and disregard for your own safety and the safety of those around you, I had to watch my child die. Do you ever stop and think of him? Do you wonder what kind of kid he was? or feel guilt that you stole life from him? Do you think of us? A day does not go by that your name and your face doesn't haunt my soul. I doubt that the image of his grieving parents or his lonely brother ever cross your mind. I prayed for you last night. I asked God to send the spirit into your heart, to lead you to repent and to save your soul from the fires of hell which is exactly where you're headed when your life comes to an end. Do you have any idea what you've done to my family? Do you have any idea what it's like for me to see his empty bed everyday? To look into my rearview mirrior and see only an empty space where he used it sit? Do you know what it felt like, to see my baby in a coffin? To feel his cold skin against my lips as I kissed him goodnight for the very last time? What were you doing the day we buried my son? Were you fantasizing your own death as I was? or were you enjoying your life and the freedom to simply exist something you stole form my little boy.Have you any idea how painful it is to hear my three year old talk about his brother, about his death, what he saw happen right next to him in that car? His brother misses him so much, he clings to a doll made in his brothers image...as if its the only comfort he can find in his own grief. The Lord calls for us to Forgive all those who trespass against us, but I tell you now that I will never forgive you. On August 10th, my son was to turn 9 years old. He was already planning his big camping trip birthday party, he was beyond excited to go to Sea World...YOU STOLE all of that from him, from us...so may the Lord forgive me because forgiving you will NEVER happen. Why couldn't you have just stopped at that stop sign?? Why couldn't you have just stayed out of that car after you had drank that day?? I will never understand...All I know is you have caused me more pain than I have ever known. You've ruined my family and killed my spirit. I'm attaching a picture of my little boy, I want you to look into the eyes of the child you killed, I want you to see the innocence in his eyes, the future you took from him, the dreams that will never come true, the life he will never live...Say his name JARRETT PAUL MANTANONA..while your heart beats think of his that stopped they day you decided to get behind the wheel drunk.. Every breath you take...think of how HE no longer gets that blessing! No matter what you do or where you go YOU will ALWAYS be a MURDERER!!! Don't ever forget that!
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