I’m not going to go into details, but 2020 has done a lot of damage to my family. Starting with a suicide in January, it’s been one heartbreaking or depressing thing after another. I didn’t think it could get any worse, but this week, it did.
My cousin’s son, Dustin Chandler, was murdered on Tuesday, July 21st. My family is absolutely devastated, and heartbroken. He was 29 years old, and he had a family who loved him dearly. To think some monster could do this to him..there aren’t words to describe this kind of pain. I can not wrap my head around it, and doubt I ever will.
Being a boy mom, and a grandma to 2 boys (and a girl), my heart shatters into a million pieces whenever I think about my cousin, Patty, and my Aunt Mary, Dustin’s grandmother. I can’t imagine what they’re going through. Or what they will go through, moving forward, to put the killer behind bars for life.
Today is my birthday. I knew weeks ago that it was probably going to suck this year because of Covid, but I had no idea I’d be writing a blog post as heartbreaking as this one. I don’t want anything, so please no birthday wishes. I only ask that if you’re feeling generous you might consider donating a buck or two to help my family pay for funeral expenses for Dustin. There’s been a Go Fund Me account set up by some friends of the family. Every little bit helps, and will be greatly appreciated.
Thank you.
I need some time to process everything going on, so I’m going to take a break from blogging. Thanks for understanding. xo