Here we go...again. I was so excited about starting up a blog, but it has not been easy. You have to be in a blog state of mind. Think blog all the time. Of course you have to realize that you are just writing and no one may be reading. Fun right? But I really want to do this...really. There is some strange shit going on out there people...strange. Some of it is sad though and you know there is tons of funny stuff too. And stuff that just makes you want to shake your head. So really I just want to talk about all kinds of stuff.

Today's post falls in the sad and shake your head category.

A friend of mines grandson died.  His daughter left 2 of her kids with her boyfriend and one of the sons died. This is the story:

http://blog.cleveland.com/metro/2009/06/demetrius_jones_of_mayfield_he.html

The other thing that really gets me is some of the comments left by people. Blaming the mom. Calling her ghetto and stupid. I could be biased, I am not really sure. I know this girl. I know that her mom and dad cared for the baby every weekend she worked. I know that she was called in to work at the last minute and decided to leave the kids with him. I know that she was raised in a 2 parent home.I know she received a great education at least until she graduated high school.  I know she was in a long term relationship with her children's father until they split. She made some bad choices. It seems so unfair to me for her to be THE blame. I am sure she wishes she just passed on going to work that day. I am sure she wished she had taken the babies to her mom and dad, or one of their sisters if they were available. I am sure she wishes she had a better relationship with the children's father and he could care for his children while his mother was earning a living.  She bares some responsibility. Choices, consequences.

When my children were younger their dad was around and I don't have much family and none of his was here. We would leave the kids with people from time to time to sit with them. Not often though... he was kind of paranoid about leaving them with anyone. The only thing I worried about was if someone fell or got hurt.... We have 3 sons so this was a constant worry.The biggest fear is receiving a call from the sitter with bad news. I never, ever, never ever considered the person I left in charge of them would do them harm. It just never occurred to me that it was a possibility.

 I have not been in this young lady's shoes so I don't know what her thought process was. I would imagine she thought she could trust the boyfriend with her children. I would imagine she blames herself everyday.

The person responsible for her sons death is on trial now, after 1 year. Whatever the outcome, a child is dead, two parents are  without a son,grandparents are without a grandson, a brother is never going to know his brother,  a person is going to most likely spend the better part of his  young life in prison.

What are your thoughts?

Oh yeah.. I almost forgot.. she was pregnant with a child at the time. The child of the man who killed her child. Since then... she has delivered their son.

Peace