Is there a temperature which freezes your brain as well as your fingers and toes? The thermometer registered at 10 degrees when I woke up, and as soon as I came out from under the blankets a violent migraine shot across my eyes as the frigid cold hit me.
Rio and Gracie woke up before sunrise wanting to go out of the shed. They looked out side .... then ran back to try and crawl under blankets. I don't blame them. This is the most beautiful scenery. I feel like I have fallen into a Christmas card.
Follow @DeniseBundyWhen I walked outside there was well over 16 inches of snow around this shed, and the snow is still falling. I was literally stunned to see so much snow. If there is a plus to being homeless in a storm as bad as this, it has to be the reality that high winds never appeared during the night. Thank God.
But I was so cold, frozen solid cold. I have slept with layers of clothes on for so many nights but no matter how many layers or hoodies I put on I can't escape this cold. I decided to forget about the coffee and go right for the Theraflu hot lemon drink. But it's so cold the hot water won't even stay hot in the cup.
The pneumonia still won't go, my lungs feel so heavy. But my raspy voice did get a little better yesterday as long as I didn't try to say more than 10 words. This morning my raspy sore voice had returned, but my throat felt very swollen.My boss told me not to go to work today, and I didn't argue. By 9 am the only thing I felt like doing was crawling back under blankets seeking any kind of relief from this frigid cold.
This seemed like a good day to stay wrapped in blankets and watch movies for the entire day. Rio and Gracie disagreed and went out in the afternoon to run in the snow and play.
This is as hard on them as it is myself.. we don't want to be huddled in a garden shed under blankets trying to keep warm in dangerous temperatures.. but a convicted felon has his home, and our home, and we are homeless. I am confused as to how people can live with themselves.
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.
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http://roberthuckinsvictim.blogspot.com/2011/12/white-nothing-but-white.html
Hope is some extraordinary spiritual grace that God gives us to control our fears, not to oust them. ~Vincent McNabb
