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quote:Originally posted by Andy28Karen you are in the minority. If someone ever killed someone who meant something to me they would be dealt with by me never mind by the courts. How can you be so forgiving? Everyone to their own i suppose.
quote:Originally posted by Andy28If someone ever killed someone who meant something to me they would be dealt with by me never mind by the courts. How can you be so forgiving? Everyone to their own i suppose.
quote:Originally posted by Karen W. Andy, when my friend was murdered it was one of the most horriffic scenes that I can imagine he chased her through the apartment shooting her...she kept getting up and trying to get away and he'd shoot her again, her blood was found in every room of the house.. it was smeard on the walls the furniture was spattered with it...then he drug by her hair beat her with the gun.. he threw her to the floor in front of her sofa and left her the last shot he sent to her head..and left! She tried to get to the door.. when the police came days later they found her dead .. I hated this man I dipised him I wanted to kill him, All I could see was my anger so much so that it became about my feelings not about her, I had burried her in my head to forget her beautiful spirit so I could be more like him and not feel love and compassion because it hurt to much.That way I could justify killing him or making him pay..making him pay for her death.. I wanted them to execute him... He got away and they never found him.. I became very bitter very cold and lost my ability to feel compassion.....One day I was riding in the car and an old song came on... "If I could spend time in a bottle" Jim Croche. I started to sing with it.. and then I was crying as I was remembering Kelly and how we were in Madrical choir belting that old song out and the joy and the beauty on her face as she sang it with me.. my friend was back with me for the first time in several years and suddenly I felt this blackness rise off me and I remembered her .. her smile her voice her tears her loves and her fears. I remember the things she valued and how ashamed I was that I had waisted everything she had brought into my life.. All the laughter and joy..and love for life.. I was overcome with emotion and peace for the first time since her death.. I realized that I had stunted her life myself by hating and being vengeful and bitter and that by doing so the legacy she left would never be enjoyed and truely then her life would have been in vain...SO I vowed to spend as much time with heras I could by doing the things she taught me ,,Being compassionate Loving kind happy and joyful .. She was was beautiful and I'll never let my anger resentment and hate eat away at me and those I have loved and still love.. I will stand firm in what I believe because I have been on both sides of this issue and the other side is not worth my life her life or all the others that were taken from me... I now have those lives inside of me in my memories again and I intend to do right by them for the rest of my life! I have tried to teach my children compassion and love and they may loose their way and their faith, but I have confidence and faith that they will always remember what they need to carry on..and will do just that with compassion and love.. I am most certainly not the minority.. I know many many people who feel the same as I do! I do not want to become hardened and bitter as the people who took the lives of my loved ones... No Thank-You!Karen
quote:Originally posted by Andy28But if people thought like you where would it end Karen? Next people would be saying that is wrong to incarcerate killers for life as it is 'cruel and unusual punishment'. You have to have appropriate penalties (which often are'nt in the least bit pleasant) otherwise there would be anarchy.