Everyday Still Feels Like The Day You Were Taken
by Helen W.
Before The World Turned Upside Down
On August 27, 2007 my entire world came to a screeching halt. That was the day you were killed my Son, and nothing has been the same. Here I am (4) years later and I still ask the question why, but I also ask the questions, will your killer ever be identified, caught, brought to justice, tried, convicted and sentenced to Life without the possibility of parole? All of those questions are asked every single day and every single day ends, with no answers.
Everyday I relive that vision in my head of you jumping out of your second story window to escape what only you and God knows, was transpiring behind those closed doors. I can still see your life's blood draining from your body as you sat underneath a nearby tree awaiting the emergency team to come and offer life sustaining medical care. I can still hear those words ringing in my ear when I reached the hospital that you died enroute. I never got a chance to even say goodbye and I will never be able to shake that, because it was I that welcomed you in the world, it should have been I that said 'Goodbye'. The last person you saw before taking your last breath should not have been the faces of strangers, it should have at least been someone you knew that could whisper words of Love to you. I still feel as though I failed you by not being there before you closed your eyes for the last time. I still pray that you would forgive me for not being there.
DeMorris V. Grant:
Born: July 30, 1972
Died: August 27, 2007
Buried: September 8, 2007
Every year, those (3) months have become the hardest months I've ever known, not only then, but now and Forever More.
I Love You Son, always have and always will. You will Never be Forgotten.
Love Momma (Helen W.)