A MEMOIR ABOUT THE 2009 MURDER OF MY SON JUSTIN COSBY ON THE GROUNDS OF HARVARD UNIVERSITY, THE AGONGY OF DEALING WITH THE MURDER OF A CHILD, NAVIGATING THE LEGAL SYSTE, COPING AFTER THE FACT AND RESOURCES TO EXPLORE CHOICES AND DECISION THAT COULD CHANGE THE FABRIC OF LIVES.
As I sit here and reflect on past Thanksgivings, all I can think of is those who meant so much to me who are no longer with me. Of course, I think of my parents who I shared a close relationship with and were the cornerstones of my life.
Oh, how I miss them. My dad making numerous trips to the grocery store, picking up things he forgot and additional items my mom sent him to get to make that Thanksgiving dinner so special. Mom was always in the kitchen and the fumes from the turkey, collard greens, candid yams, etc. to delight your pallet filled the air.
Until I lost my beloved Justin, I did the same thing for my daughter Shenita and him. Holiday were always important. What seemed so trivial but meant so much is gone and life will never be the same again. I don’t care how many people come or don’t come, life is so different and the magnitude of our loss cannot be measured or debated.
Nevertheless, this Thanksgiving, let’s keep in mind the blessings God has graced us with. The fact that God did not give us our children and loved ones, he loaned them to us. Just as he giveth, he taketh. And as thankful we are for that loan and equally as hurt from the loss, let’s look to those we still have with us, enjoy them, be thankful for them and not take them for granted.
And let’s remember that the memories we make today are the ones we will look back on tomorrow.
Happy Thanksgiving everyone from http://www.survivingmurder1.com
Murder at Harvard University Kirkland House –A Mother’s Worst Nightmare
EVERYDAY A PARENT RECEIVES A CALL THAT CHANGES THEIR LIVES FOREVER. THIS IS THE CALL THAT NOBODY WISHES ON THEIR WORST ENEMY. FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO HAVE RECEIVED THIS CALL;
DO YOU REMEMBER THE CALL?
On May 18, 2009, I received “the call.”
The call that changed my life forever still rings loudly in my head almost five years later.
Around 4:15 p.m. on May 18, 2009, I stood in front of my television set and watched a news bulletin flash across my screen. The report indicated a young man had been shot at Harvard University. Having been home all day, I decided to go out for a while after watching the alarming news story. I left the house thinking my son Justin was in his room due to the fact that he had been there all day. I planned to call him a little later that afternoon. About an hour after leaving the house I received a call from Justin’s girlfriend. She told me Justin had left home and she hadn’t heard from him in some time. After trying to text him and call him, she could not reach him. This was unusual for Justin so she decided to call me. I told her I had not heard from Justin and would call him. Justin was very close to me. Proud to be a “momma’s boy,” he was 21 years old, and my baby. If I called him, he would always answer or call me right back. I picked up the phone and called him. The call went straight to his voice mail. I left him a message to call me right away. I began to text him and received no answer. The silence concerned me. I decided to leave my friends’ home of whom I had gone to visit with for a while, and proceeded to drive home.
A mother is Love. A mother is strength. A mother is a nurturer? A mother is one of the most patient people on earth. A mother can be biological or not. She gives many chances and have taken much crap from her Young yet she stands strong behind them. She takes care of her young or the young she has come to know as her children. A mother is a teacher doctor and a preacher.
The 21st Annual Mother’s Day Walk for Peace: “In Unity, There is Healing: Invest in Peace”
The Mother’s Day Walk for Peace is a celebration of our potential to create more peaceful communities. Every year families from across the state and region walk together toward peace because in unity, there’s healing! Join us on Mother’s Day to demand dignity and compassion for all families impacted by murder.
In October 2011, the Massachusetts Superior Court sentenced Blayn Jiggetts, an an accomplice of Jabrai Copney in the murder of Justin Cosby to serve 9-12 years for his role in Justin Cosby’s murder. It has not been 8 years yet and he had the audacity to petition the Massachusetts State Board of Appeals for an early release on February 23, 2011.
Blayn Jiggetts appeared before a Parole Hearings panel and spoke of activities and programs he has participated in since he has been locked up.
Impact statements were delivered by Justin’s mother Denise and his Aunt Joyce. They reminded the Court how much pain and trauma this predator has caused Justin’s family, friends and the Community in which he lived. The family spoke of the trauma of losing Justin so young to murder because of someone else’s selfishness. Justin’s Aunt Joyce told the Court how she witnessed the trauma her sister experienced watching her son die as she stood beside his blood drenched sheets and watch the hope dwindle from the doctors faces that fateful day in May 2009.
Denise, Justin’s mom told the Court that Death is like having a conversation you never finish and when it occurs because of someone else’s decision other than God, it is unforgivable in her eyes. Also, she stated: “I wish my son was here and could get a second chance, however Death is final. There are no appeals, second chances or considerations of parole. Thus the person who causes another’s death and receives a sentence from a judge and jury for his punishment should be final also!” If the Court were to release this man this early after being involved in murder and other violent crimes, it would send the wrong message. “You can commit the crime, participate in activities while locked up and you do not have to do the time!” Denise also suggested to the Court that: “For the community and for Justin, Blayn Jiggetts has been sentenced to serve 12 years for his role and he should not be released a day sooner unless you can grant the same opportunity to Justin.”
On February 24, 2017, The Massachusetts State Board of Appeals DENIED Blayn Jiggetts request for parole!
God is good of of the time!
Over the past 24 hours, I have relived each moment of 7 years ago. I woke up and thought of how we greeted one another that morning with a smile and kiss. I thought of how you called out to me about 10:30 that morning when I was in the kitchen and you called out to me “Mom, Iove you!
I thought about how we discussed being safe by watching news reports of accidents and other mishaps but never did I think that evening when I watched the news bulletin flash across my television set that a young man had been shot at Harvard University was you!
I sent you this card when you were 16 son and you gave it to me to hold on too. I still have it and will share it with others today. “In Case I Haven’t Told You How Much I I still have it today and echo the same thoughts. I am so glad to have had a chance to tell you how proud of you. “In Case I Haven’t Told You Lately – I’m STILL Proud of you My Child.”
My heart was so heavy and destroyed and 7 years later it still is. No parent should ever have to bury a child and no person that was as good of a person as you should have been murdered
Today, I know I echo a lot of parents feelings when their child has been taken away but murder. Parents that still have children, please let them know how much you love them now. Let’s not take them for granted. There is no amount of time that will make you
I MISS HIM SO MUCH!
In April, 2014, Melissa Cowan (27) and her husband Carrington Joesph (27) appeared on a National Syndicated Talk Show “The Trisha Show” in an attempt for Melissa to save her marriage. She wanted to prove to her husband that she had been faithful to him. He had also questioned the paternity of their 4-month old twin babies that were proven to be his babies from the lie detector test Melissa took on the show. Two weeks later, on May 2, 2014, Melissa and Carrington engaged in a heated argument and Melissa attempted to leave the home. Melissa’s 18 year old sister was in the home with them and attempted to call the police for help when Carrington threatened her. She managed to escape the home and ran out screaming hysterically for help. As Melissa’s twins set in their car seats ready to leave with their mother, Carrington went to the kitchen and grabbed several knives from the drawers. He first stabbed Melissa in the back as she tried to exit the home. Melissa fell out of the door and her sister and a neighbor attempted to pull her away from him. Carrington put a knife to her head. He pulled Melissa back into the house by her hair and continued to stab her 82 times breaking several knives in her before she took her last breath in front of her 4 month old twins.
The police arrived minutes after the call was dispatched, Carrington still had a knife in his hands and blood from Melissa had splashed everywhere including over the twins. There was so much blood splattered over the twins from their mother that they could not identify the boy from the girl. Upon his arrest, he showed no remorse. In addition to the twins, this heinous murder left 5 children motherless.
Carrington was charged with murder and was facing the death penalty. However, Melissa’s family agreed to have him tried in front of a Judge instead so they would not have to endure the years of repeat trauma going in and out of court a death penalty involves.
A ROOM THAT I S ALL TO FAMILIAR – PART 1
A ROOM THAT I S ALL TO FAMILIAR – PART 1
MASSACHUSETTS CELEBRATES VICTIMS SURVIVORS’ AWARENESS MONTH AT THE STATE HOUSE
This month began with a celebration at the State House that was hosted by Tina Cherry and the Louis D. Brown Peace Institute.
I have had the honor of being mentored by the award winning author Michael Patrick MacDonald over the past couple of months.
He asked us to write a story about “A Room that is all to familiar to us.” Several rooms came to mind but this room kept overshadowing the others. In memory of my son Justin Devin Cornelius Daniel Cosby and other victims of violence I have written about this room I know so well.
YES, I KNOW THIS ROOM
This room is all too familiar to me. These walls have stories to tell. I have been in this place far too many times. Though this room is decorated elegantly with fancy draperies, pictures, flowers and mementos, this room disturbs me — I hate this room.
Yes, I know this room. I know it well. Most of the time this room does not discriminate. This room has no name engraved on its front door. This room has no race. This room is ageless. This room denies no gender. This room does not care what your class or status is, who you are or where you are in life. This room does not care what your political views are or what connections you have. Everyone will pass through this room at one time or another. Yes, sooner or later, we all know this room.
The photos that adorn this room change from week to week, sometimes day to day. Sometimes, the faces are far too young to be on these walls. Old and young, dressed in their Sunday best, stand telling stories — memories of a loved one who is gone. I’ve been in this room with my mother and my father. I’ve also been in this room with two of my brothers. Lord, have mercy, I’ve been in this room with so many others. Yes, I know this room. Continue reading “A ROOM THAT IS ALL TO FAMILIAR”