Sunday morning, Dec. 2, 2007

Hello everyone,
Well, according to Fox News last night, evidently there have been 18 domestic violence charges against "Peterson" but never any charges stuck. Hm. I smell "cover up" to the extreme!

Does anyone out there remember Tracy Thurman? Ann Jones wrote about her in her book, "Next Time She'll Be Dead". Although this happened way back when, it is a similar scenario. Her husband was a cop, and they (other cops-co-workers) covered his butt numerous times. Numerous calls for violence at the home, stalking, abuse, kids involved, cop-friends and covering for him---he killed her on their front lawn in front of their children. Even after he did it, he still thought he was "justified" in doing so and that everything was "all her fault."

In my opinion, Peterson is an arrogant, cocky, coercive, violent, and abusive individual. He believes he can do nothing wrong. He more than likely chooses his victims, to have the power and control over them, and feels justified for any and all of his actions. How could his other wife drown in a bathtub without water???? Maybe there will be some better answers that will surface for her family too.

Did he chose the relative to dispose of the body because he had mental problems? Did Peterson chose this guy hoping he might go over the edge (because the guy supposedly thinks he helped him dispose of the body) and he might commit suicide and therefore not be able to testify against him? Lots of questions here, folks.

I started putting up Christmas decorations outside yesterday. The day was cool but the sun was shining and it wasn't too bad. I did manage to get the lights on the fence rail, some out by the driveway, and some in the front of the house. More to do today, maybe, depending on the weather. I love Christmas lights. When I was a little girl, my Dad used to take us kids all around the ritzy-expensive homes to see all the light displays. I really enjoyed that. We didn't do any decorating on our house, (it was far away from the road and down a big hill), but we did put up a tree.

Last night, around 7 p.m., I was sitting in the chair watching T.V. when I heard sleet coming down. I went outside to see what the weather was doing and it was as if ice crystals were falling from the sky. I hurried around outside and unplugged all the lights I had on. Not sure if we are going to get anymore of the ice/snow storm that is moving across the midwest and heading our way. Iowa sure got hit badly. We have been fortunate that the weather has been fairly decent, but winter is fast approaching and it is inevitable we will get some nasty weather. Uh-oh. It is starting to rain, I think, or is it snow or sleet? It is dark outside so I'll have to check as soon as I'm done here to see what it is doing. I called father-in-law last night and advised him of the weather. He may or may not make it down today. (Hubby is going deer hunting as he did yesterday morning.)

I have to drive to Columbus on Wednesday for a two-day seminar/workshop for work on Thursday and Friday. I am looking forward to it to learn new things to help other victim/survivors. I'll return on Friday evening.

Next Sunday, father-in-law and his girl-friend are coming down for the day. I'm not sure what to fix for dinner. Maybe a ham? His friend is such a delightful person. Her sister is dying of cancer and is not doing very well. I do believe the hospital sent her home now, and hospice has come in to help her.

I met a dear friend of mine yesterday morning for breakfast. She looks fabulous. She was married a year ago to a wonderful guy on New Year's eve. She went through a terrible marriage of abuse and controlling, and at the end, he killed himself because she finally left him. (He showed up the next day were she had moved to, and I truly believe, if her other friend had not been there and she called the police, he would have killed her also. He always told her, "If I can't have you, no one can."

I'm so proud of her. She has come a long way and is doing well now. We talked about scars, and healing, moving on, and flashbacks. Yes, they do happen, but with God's saving grace and his loving, caring arms around us, we can move out of the darkness and into the light.

Until next time, Blessings to you,
Becky :)