My Life was forever altered, my home, my family. My husband of almost 20 years was shot in the back with a military assault rifle, left to die in the street.
This is My Story, this was recorded a year after the storm that came to destroy our lives, to destroy generations.
This was Recorded Sharing Freely, not a script, or words written down, a flow of the heart, and there are two parts.
For me, this is taking what disrupted my life and "choosing" to make a difference
in the lives of others...that is "fulfillment" for the remainder of my journey.
The Story...What Happened?!
The Week my Husband Died
The Story...What Happened?!
The Week my Husband Died
The Predator who shot my husband has been sentenced, the link of the sentencing
is shared below, on a prior post on this page.
My sons and I, our lives were forever changed.
That day changed numerous lives extended beyond our Home
a ripple effect in the lives of many.
For me, "Victim is not my name, my punch back was and is
"Making Pain Pay Dividends"
I can't control the winds...but I can adjust the sails.
My Sons will know that flowers can grow out of ashes.
In an instant...Life is forever altered, a chair is now missing at the table.
"Victim" is not my name and after praying through, walking through, the only question is how to Make Pain Pay Dividends. How to make flowers grow out of ashes?! This is not just about me, this is about flowers out of ashes for my sons, for Todd's boys.
This is about those who "right now" are in a dark room and or are sharing a similar experience that is a sucker punch to the heart.
That a moment, in an instant "life changed" forever altered.
Grieving Process after death, of a spouse, a child, any loved one is very real and
post-travel of that is a continual journey.
A journey that I would never tell anyone how to live or how to grieve.
My healing ointment by the Grace of God, is the work, is my eagle call, it is finding
out that Encouraging multiplies, returns and encourages me.
"No One Said Easy" and I live that, the question I asked myself is now that I know,
what can I do with that?!
#MakingGratitudeContagious is always the intent
Why is the focus...Gratitude?
In An Instant...I know firsthand "a moment" that changes your life forever.
Gratitude allowed me to Rob the Thief Name "Regrets"
Gratitude is not a small word and that is my focus, my work and my fulfillment
When my Life, my Home, was forever altered, blueprints and plans torn up "In An Instant" this "exercise" was a gift that returned to me, gave back into my life...it showed me the value of exercising life in this way, the priceless treasure that was attached to that. It showed me the Harvest of the many years of planting these seeds. Exercising Gratitude, never mastered, an exercise.
The Seeds "we" plant in the lives of others "will always grow"
The Only real question...What are you planting?!
Did You Know that Your Life Can Change "In An Instant"?
"No One Said Easy" and now that you know that...what does it mean to you and to the lives that surround you?!
Don't be fooled by "forever" things do and things will change. It's called Life's Journey.
In An Instant
The Full Story; My Husband was shot in the back by a 17 year old predator, Fake Craigslist Ad, left to die in the street. He knew the dangers of Craigslist but this Predator perfected his craft and now I choose to make a Tragic Moment a Movement. #TeamTerry,
Todd's sons deserve that, they deserve to know that Flowers will grow out of Ashes
and now it includes many, it expands beyond my Doorstep.
Why? Because. . .
We All Have a Story! To know someone can come out of a Dark Room and be Encouraged, encourages me, it is my Fulfillment.
(The complete story, including, the Predator being sentenced is found below):
A reporter reached out to me and stated that he had an article that he had written and he felt that my husband’s life could have been prevented because of the information that he had. This 17-year-old predator, I knew had history because of the court proceedings and that he had even spent time in the juvenile system for Craigslist Crimes (details in the prior post BELOW) but now I’ve learned that he was suspect in the killing of another man on April 24, 2015, in fact he was 16 years old at the time. The police had identified this killer and the police submitted a warrant review request to the Wayne County Prosecutor's Office on April 12, 2016, nearly five months before he murdered, my husband Todd Terry. 5 months before the killing of my husband, 5 months before, he could have been arrested by a warrant being issued, yet in the midst of files and paperwork,
he remained on the street.
I’ve included the link to the article because it goes even deeper than that, while many are feeling sentiment regarding my tragedy, which is appreciated, the fact is there are numerous zombies, murderers, predators walking the streets, right now,
read the article for yourself:
Article: Reporter, Gus Burns who wrote the article, MLive.com
This Predator, shouldn’t have even been on the street, he had a history.
As a reminder,
he tried to murder someone else 2 days before my husband. 2 Days before.
Todd Terry's Sons, #TeamTerry will know that Flowers Can Grow out of Ashes is
just the Start and Now the work Includes Every Victim in Pain
from an Unexpected Tragedy to Know they Can Come out of a Dark Room,
No Other Option is Acceptable.
On September 7th, 2016, my Life Shifted, was forever altered. Evil knocked on my door and changed my life forever. My intent is to Share my Experience, my Story with the Intent that it can be a rope of hope for someone else who may share in
a similar experience, to know they are Not Alone, they can Move Forward.
There is life beyond a dark room.
This was an Event that shattered my Heart, that delivered a Sucker Punch, but I believe It is Not What Happens along Life's Journey ~ IT IS WHAT YOU CHOOSE TO DO WITH IT
I now know what to do. . .I know how to Punch Back! I need your help, this is an Eagle Call.
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My Intent in Punching Back is taking the Event that I Was Invited To
and Making a Difference, Making an Impact, to put in the work of
the Change I want to see. I choose to believe that Flowers can Grow from Ashes.
My Husband then of 19 years, Todd Terry, was shot in the back,
left to die in the street, by a 17 year old Predator,
who shot him in the back with a Military Assault Rifle
for sport based on his known history.
This is the video of the Predator Being Sentenced in court.
17 years old and this was not even his first rodeo?! Even served time, in the Juvenile System for the same strategy of using Craigslist Ads and he continued his sport.
2 Days Before this Predator murdered my husband, there was another victim that got away but whom this Predator attempted to Murder. . 2 DAYS BEFORE my Husband.
Consider, a child, a baby is not born a predator. The question then becomes, how does a child turn into a monster? Where, Why, How does this happen?! We see the Monster who is locked up but where are the eyes when this baby, this child was growing up and was traveling in the wrong direction? What signs were ignored and brushed off?
This should start at home, right?! But when it does not, where is the System that is paid to rehabilitate, support, make sure the help is at an appropriate level?! Where?!
Where is the Village who sees and chooses to ignore,
assuming someone else will see and do something?!
My focus has turned into this direction because this face, this predator is one of many who roam the street, he is a face of a village that while we don't live on the same street,
it is a village of empty vessels, troubled, angry, empty vessels
who somewhere, right now while you're reading this, are the product of a failing system and while easily ignored, especially when it doesn't directly effect your life,
they still exists and will continue to show up somewhere, they will show up and
devastate the lives of someone, somewhere which
sadly includes the ripple effect of many.
WE all have choices in life, this Predator,
apparently Chose to Be Evil?!
My Truth, My View, is that no matter our conditions,
our experiences, we always Have a Choice.
Predators have no color, no certain race, or environment. When you reach the peak of Murder, in my opinion, you have become a Zombie and no longer have regard for anyone. He is a face, just one of many Zombies lurking around, zombies who choose to live reckless without regard for others. I don't understand how Predators play a sport and never consider the prize, the reward for their actions?! The Only Prize being handed out from what I can see, is being Caged like an animal or a Permanent Trip to a Cemetery?!
Who would Plan and Work Hard to Achieve
this as a Reward?!
Really it speaks Volumes,
that maybe the Soul, the Heart is so empty that they do
know the Prize and Simply Don't Care.
is to Continue the Road before this Moment happened.
Only now becoming more diligent in
Your Help is Needed, I recognize I can't do this alone
This is An EAGLE CALL.
My intent is to reach out, as Far and as Wide as my
Tent can stretch,
Reaching out to those who might be barely hanging on emotionally,
who are standing on the edge. That are residing in a dark place.
I want them to know that like Eagles You Can Rise above the Storms of Life.
You Can Rise Above the Evil that arrived to Devastate Your Life and the
Life of Those Who Surround You,
with the Intent to Disrupt and Destroy Generations.
"You, I, We Are Not Alone"
"Lean on someone who has been Tattooed for a Lifetime,
by a Moment that arrived to Destroy and Devastate
Follow the Path Paved out of the Darkness.
God Does Shine Light and He Does Know the Way Out
Follow those on the Paved Path Found
Until You Can Show, Until You Can Share with Someone Else
There is a Way Out"
Looking for Organizations that you know
are on the Front Lines, doing the Work.
Dedicated working with
Troubled, Abused and Abandoned Youth
It's time to Spotlight them in our Communities
Find Ways to Support the Work.
To join in find the roots of the violence and help in pulling the weeds.
~ Eagle Thanks!