
burnt a bright red from the reflection of the sun coming on the horizon. Yesterday I was so ill I could barely do anything but market a few horses, and sleep. The physical pain was so chronic I slept as a means to evade it, but even opening my eyes became problematic.

The swelling on Gracie's face has finally gone away, and the allergy that was affecting Rio decreased considerably after Becky gave her the anti-allergy shot. Everyone is in good shape.. except me.
The weather was simply gorgeous all day, but I continued to be ill. I am frustrated not only with my inability to get into a home, but my declining health, and the lack of energy I have that would be required to keep fighting on. From December 2007 until September 2011 has been too long, too hard and I can't seem to find the hope needed.
I am just so exhausted from being stressed, cold, wet, anxious I don't want anymore of this..

I can't obtain a home until Robert Huckins returns the money he stole from us that was to buy a home, and I can't remain homeless.
Had he given the money back when he promised the white collar crime investigators I wouldn't be making this plea today. Had he never stolen our building fund I wouldn't be making this plea today.
But he pushes the abuse and torment to an extent where no alternatives are offered.
Today Robert Huckins has his own home...
He also has OUR home.....
He also has a lot of people's money...
And his freedom.
No women should be abused to this degree. I am homeless and I want to see my mum and return to my career, so I won't stop asking if I have to ask every single day until I die. Robert Huckins gave no-one an alternative, so I plead with sincerity for your mercy and intervention.
