After being half awake all night fighting a violent migraine I finally managed to control it... almost. My stomach was churning over as though this shed is a roller coaster ride, and one eye was out of focus.I was cold, exhausted and today my single goal in life is to sleep.
Last night was a fitful and hard night to emerge from.
The excitement of the day started at 9.15 am when Gracie went missing - for the second time in her short life. The sheriff's department were contacted, radio stations contacted, a flyer was put up in TR's, miles were driven looking for her, and my nerves started to fray.By 11 am I was at the local Humane Society - no Gracie. And the migraine I had tried to control was pounding away like a jack hammer behind my eyes.
I was firmly convinced that I would never see her again, but as I returned to the shed from the Humane Society Gracie was stood in the yard looking around like we had abandoned her
.Today has been a simply gorgeous day. 60 degree's, sunny, beautiful blue skies. It couldn't have been any nicer had it been spring. Tomorrow... snow is forecast.Yesterday I heard an awful lot of talk about "empowering women" and this extended into a conversation with a friend who wants to start a nationwide group of victims of the court system.
It's very hard to empower anyone if the judicial system victimizes victims. That is especially true for women who are left vulnerable if the courts do not provide the protection needed. And it's especially impossible to empower women if they become invisible entities - ignored and denied.
That act alone doesn't empower - it destroys.
Trying to understand further how we can have a system which claims one thing, yet does the exact opposite, I joined the The AMW Safety Center team twitter today. Someone has to explain to me, because I have a difficult time trying understanding how criminals have rights - but victims don't.
As I sit in a dirty garden shed, homeless, while a convicted felon hangs onto the money he stole from me, I am having a difficult time grasping the idea that women have been offered any degree of "empowerment."
There has to be someone related to Robert & Sylve Huckins must have some means to reach them, if it be Michael Huckins, Dr.Kenneth Ogilvie ( Diana Huckins? Dominic Huckins? Malcolm Huckins? ) or Patricia Ogilvie-Huckins and get them to return ALL of the money they stole from us so that I can buy a home and get our lives back. I am begging anyone in this family for help.I don't believe I have EVER witnessed any none violent crime that can be as devastating as stealing someone's home. I am walking in Dorothy McKeevers footsteps, day by day, month by month, year by year.
Liam Griffin, I sat in your law office with two witnesses as you gave me your promise, your guarantee, that our money would be returned before harm came to us.
Patricia Ogilvie-Huckins you were present the day I signed contract with your son. You walked out of the kitchen with Sylve Huckins and your son introduced me to you. He told you that I was the British horse trainer he had told you about, the one he was going to build the home and barn for. Why didn't you say something? There may be a rational and reasonable explanation but I have spent over 3 years, homeless, not understanding it. I understand it even less knowing that though I was a total stranger, both Dorothy McKeever and Sally Canning you KNEW, and you knew what your son had done to them and others.
Dr. Kenneth Ogilvie, I contacted you and simply asked for a reference, not knowing that Robert Huckins was your cousin. Robert Huckins had just stolen over $30,000 from the domestic violence shelter, HEAL, yet everyone was trying to hide it. There was a history of stealing large amounts of money. $65,000 PLUS from Nancy Canning. $89,000 PLUS from Dorothy McKeever, $45,000 from Francis McKinney. The list just goes on and on and on.
Because of Robert Huckins I ended up paying $140,000 to be homeless.. sat in the cold, emotionally, physically and financially broke. In the middle of a recession, with no way to recover the stolen funds.
Today Robert Huckins has his own home...
He also has OUR home.....
He also has a lot of people's money...
And his freedom.
Women are not banks or loan institutions. Women should not be the source of a retirement fund for people who don't want to do an honest day's work for an honest day's pay. Holding women hostage while playing with the judicial system, a horrendous game of cat and mouse extending YEARS, with the victims whose very homes, families and stability are in jeopardy is cruelty, as cruel as a physical beating. It is financial and emotional RAPE. Homelessness is not justice. It is a slow, painful death.
Please, I beg with everything I have within me, please convince Robert Huckins to stop this torture and return the building fund he stole from us so we too, can have a home.
Relevant pages:
http://roberthuckinsvictim.
http://roberthuckinsvictim.
There is no man living that can not do more than he thinks he can. ~Henry Ford
