In Honor of Justin's Third Thanksgiving in Heaven

Hello everyone; 

This will be my final post until the end of January 2014. 

I find it exceedingly difficult to make it through the holidays without Justin by my side.   Since Justin's murder on January 11, 2011 I no longer celebrate holidays; for me they are just another very long day, on an endless calender, without my son's feet on this planet.

I wish you all happiness and health and I leave you with a tribute to my beautiful son Justin Vance DeSha-Overcash.  The photos in the video are of Justin between his birth and 19 months old; many of the photos of the sky he took himself.  The music is by Savage Garden "I Knew I Loved You Before I Met You" and I hold not legal rights to this music.

May God bless you all with His loving light of joy and protection throughout the upcoming holiday season. 

I love you so very much my dear, dear son.

I am and remain Justin's momma

http://youtu.be/70u-Vo_SNt8

Vison, Imagination or Just a Dream [my murderered son finally came to me in a dream]

My recent dream of Justin [finally he came to visit me!!] seems to be allowing me to make small strides in my attempt to trudge sadly toward returning to the real world; even though Justin's feet are no longer on this planet. I hope this is a good sign that I may sadly find a place for the loss of my wonderful son, Justin; thus, finding a purpose to live. This has not been a path easily traversed; I liken my trip in [surreal land] to a severe emotional overload. Suddenly one is thrown into uncontrollable 'ups & downs' forcing you to succumb to emotions never felt. One becomes hypersensitive developing a true sense of hopelessness which encases you. In my case; I suddenly experience emotional waves that bring on unrelenting and continuous crippling levels of physical, mental and emotional agony; a level I have never known. I would describe what I sense as standing upon a breaking ledge in the ultimate, "shoulda, woulda, coulda" life's moment. I keep remembering what Dr. George Armstrong said to me on January 11, 2011 when I phoned and woke him at 11:10 P. M., "Cry if you're crying, laugh if you're laughing and try to put one foot in front of the other each day." Since loosing Justin the 'try' part was not available in my life's equation; until Justin came to see and speak with me. Thank you Honey...love you always, I remain Justin's confused momma ♥