Blue Ribbon Day

The trial starts today. The fate of the woman who took Candace's life rests in the hands of 12 ordinary citizens. I pray with all my heart that God filled those jury seats with a purpose. It hits me hard to realize that this little inanimate object, one that fits so nice and neat in the palm of my hand, can represent so many different things.

LIFE

Candace's, cut short, taken away

NEED

for a speedy trial, for justice, for retribution

HOPE

for closure, for peace, for satisfaction

LOVE

for a wife, a mother, a daughter, a sister, a friend, a teacher

ANGER

at lack of remorse, at irresponsibility, at stupidity

GRIEF

for years that should be spent with and not without, her mother's - one that never wanes

MEMORIES
"Kansas, Googs, Ween..." honesty, humility, and infectious sillyness