Monday, February 13, 2012

Do People Know When They Are Going Insane?

Or are they oblivious to it?

If they are oblivious to it I may not be going insane.. but if they are conscious of the fact I may be plum crazy and recognizing the fact. *Sigh*

I was a bit surprised to wake up and see... no snow at this elevation. A layer of ice, and bitter cold high winds, but the 3-4 inches or more of snow I had anticipated never arrived. Miracles do happen. I know that this week is going to be hectic and stressful. If I am going to have internet connection, if I am going to lose this shed, if I can recover a meager income - all those things are bearing down on me. And doing so without mercy.

Instead of putting out the fliers I had printed out looking for employment first thing this morning, I waited for news or updates on my present location. It was like waiting for root canals and my stomach and chest was tied in knots with nerves. The pain was excruciating. Several phone calls from well meaning people left me in tears - and wondering if I dare answer the phone one more time.
Around lunch time my soon to be ex-boss sent me to the saddle store to pick up $150. Unfortunately they didn't owe him $150. Then he told me to make sure that he guest bedrooms were clean because his son's were driving in. A few minutes later he let slip that neither were arriving.

My nerves were fraying faster than a hemp rope wondering if I have somewhere to sleep next week, wondering if the utilities were going to be shut off. Horrified that I may not get a pay check.

Being homeless gives a person no foundation to work from. When things start rocking everything is jeopardized. This is beyond a nightmare. I just want to go home.. I desperately want to have a home to go to. I am so tired of being tormented this way just to provide for a convicted felon.

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 vio
lent 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 f
or 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, pl
ease convince Robert Huckins to stop this torture and return the building fund he stole from us so we too, can have a home.

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I have found the paradox, that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more love.~Mother Teresa