Justice, Grief and 2-6 Years, Really?

I've been asked by people my thoughts on John Judge, I simply cannot reply.  I am not a Stipanov, I'm not a Lupo, I'm a Marques by blood and soul and Marques-Stipanov by marriage.  I didn't know John very well, but I knew him enough.  I knew him enough to know he was a kind and gentle soul.  Always willing to give a helping hand, which I had seen personally by him helping my father-in-law, Nado.  So simply 2-6 years is not enough.  He had family and friends that loved him, he deserves more respect for his lost soul.  

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Lately it feels like loss and grief is everywhere I turn.  When John passed, Anthony's Zio was devastated.  He wasn't himself, but again who would be?  In 2007 I lost a dear friend.  I think of him everyday, he was killed.  However, they never found his killer.  So once in a while I get the nerve and check America's Most Wanted.  Yet, like usual, no closure.  Even though John's killer was caught, that isn't enough closure for his family, friends and the good human John had been.  

Than there is our dear Zia Kiah Wright.  For that grief I have no words, only love and strength her way.  One thing I've never really admitted to many people is that I was raised in Portugal until I was just almost six years old by my Grandparents. My grandparents weren't just my grandparents.  They were my "temporary parents" until I reunited with my parents in the late 1980s.  So all my early childhood memories truly involve my grandparents raising me.  When my grandfather passed away in 1997, I lost myself.  I knew he was ill with brain cancer but didn't expect him to leave me so soon, yet he did.  I barely had time to understand he was sick.  Not a day goes by, I look at his last picture, shed a tear and simply thank him for doing all he did for me.  He is mine, Ava and Liv's guardian angel.

I've had my best-friend for 21 years, I can only hope to have her by my side for another 60  We cry and laugh together. I call her when I need her and vice-versa. The other day I called her with the news my grandmother is ill. I could tell she was speechless, since there was silence and her tone changed —straight to encouraging words.  Next day I received a package from a non-profit organization with a healing energy bracelet with the kindest note.  Today I wrote her back, yes via snail mail, and thanked her for "being the best sissy from another mommy and daddy a girl could ever have."

The older I get grief becomes harder because I develop a stronger bond with that person.  So I will never know Zio's grief nor Zia Kiah's (At least hope not to).  I just know mine and only can help from my experiences.  So for now I will remain strong for my grandmother because I have two miracle daughters that need all my attention. However, so does my grandmother, but that can only be done at nap time.

I believe in all forms of life the unborn (that's why I support "The March of Dimes" so strongly), human life and animal life (that's why I'm a vegetarian).  I believe in life, period.  I believe in justice, period.  John Judge did not get justice!