Sometimes we try everything we can to make life flow smoothly, however the bumps keep coming. The trials and tribulations of life weighs heavily on many of us. We make plans and lif…
The Garden of Peace is a visual memorial created to commemorate victims of homicide. Each year victims of violence from Boston and surrounding areas are recognized in a celebration at the Garden of Peace located adjacent to the Plaza of 1 Cambridge Street (on Somerset Street), Boston, MA. Unfortunately the murder rate continues to rise and families are continuing to mourn the death of their children and loved ones. Families of murder victims in Boston can request a stone to be dedicated in honor of their loved one.
This Thursday new stones will added to the Garden. Justin already has a stone there and each year I try to return to recognize him and other families who are suffering. I am hoping to have a similar Peace Garden created in Cambridge in the near future as the murder rate continues to rise all over the State and Country.
This year, I am honored to be able to give a tribute to my son Justin by sharing my story. I would love to see each of you if you can make it.
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!
Today, with much sadness marks 7 years since my son Justin was shot. The years are passing fast. Each day I miss him more and more and would do anything to hear his voice again. I am always a little confused as to whether I should recognize him on the day he was shot which is May 18 or May 19 when he died.
Today, I recognize him because when he was shot, we lost him. Justin only regained consciousness for a short time which he was in the hospital. I was not in the room at the moment but the nurse informed me that she had notified Justin I was there.
It bothers me that I did not get to tell him myself while he was conscious but Thank God that he knew I was there.
Murder is just about the worst thing that can happen to someone. It does not only take the person’s life that was murdered but it drains the quality of life from everyone who loved that person. This pain has not only affected my family but so many families are mourning.
Today, I recognize my son Justin Cosby.
I will always love you and miss you forever.
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.
Our loved ones are no longer with us in the flesh but the love we shared will live in our hearts forever. Whether this is your first Christmas without your loved one or the twentieth, we know life will never be the same again. However, lets continue to celebrate their lives.
Merry Christmas to my mother Juanita, father Abraham, brothers Abraham and Roland and especially to my son Justin Devin Cornelius Daniel Cosby. The love we shared will always be remembered and cherished!
I AM THANKFUL TO HAVE HAD A CHILD THAT I LOVED SO DEARLY AND LOSS THAN TO HAVE NEVER HAD KNOWN THAT LOVE AT ALL!
THANK YOU GOD FOR HAVING LOANED ME JUSTIN DEVIN CORNELIUS DANIEL COSBY FOR 21 GLORIOUS YEARS.
ENJOY YOUR DAY!
Author: Upcoming Memoir – “Murder at Harvard University’s Kirkland House – A Mother’s Worst Nightmare!”
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”