Trust . . . who?

Over the past three years I feel like my life has been on hold.

My youngest child, my son Alexander, died on December 31, 2010.  Since then I have, at most times, just been existing in the world.  I have felt I have been missing not just part of me but a purpose.

I want so much to have purpose . . . a reason to exist.

I've had to deal with those in authoritative positions only willing to do things that glorify themselves rather than doing what is right.  It's so much simpler to do the easy thing and ignore evidence and truth than to use their resources available to do what is right and just.  I have given information and witness names to authorities and they do nothing.  I have proven that lies are being told and nothing is done.

I was raised with the perception that law enforcement is there to help those in need of justice.  After-all their motto is "To Protect and Serve" but my own personal experience tells me that their motto is not complete as it is written.  It should read "To Protect and Serve Our Own Interests".  Justice to them, in my opinion, is spelled Just Us.

I want so much to be wrong!  I desire truth and justice as it should be.  I want law enforcement and those is authority to have strong morals and values to do the right thing - no matter the cost.

Unfortunately, we live in a society where corruption rules and those with power and money influence what is done no matter who gets hurt.  As long as they remain in power and are at the center of attention.

I ask to be proven wrong by those who can help.  Prove to me that I'm wrong . . . if you have the what it takes to do what is right . . . prove it!

I pray to God every day for Truth and Justice . . . W.W.J.D.?

Life is a lesson . . . it's all about love!