Day 8 - A little cloudy

This isn't a happy post, so I apologize.

About six years ago, a friend of mine named Carrie Nelson was murdered at Blue Mound State Park and today, there were stories saying the murderer had finally been caught.  Not exactly sure how I feel about it other than uncollected thoughts.  Hearing that the cowardly monster that killed her for a cash-register full of money brought up some weird memories and feelings.  Hard to put my mind around such a thing really, as I had six years to put it to the back of mind never really believing they'd ever find her killer. 

It's unsettling the feelings of hate and anger you feel when you see the face of a person that stole the life of someone you cared about and the dark thoughts that sweep over you regarding what you'd do to her killer if you had only a few minutes alone with him. That mixed with the resurfacing of memories of who she was and what it must have been like for her in those last few moments makes me feel powerless and sick again like I did the day I first heard she had been murdered.

She was an incredibly sweet, witty, fun and attractive woman and I hate the fact that her life was ended over something so meaningless as a few dollars.  I'm glad she and her family will finally find some justice and thank god for the investigators that didn't give up looking.  There's a level of closure now for at least me.

http://wcco.com/crime/local_story_128101404.html