Hey, Mr. Bad Guy...

I have decided to write a series of posts directly to the bad guys in Cupcake's life. I have a lot of unprocessed feelings about the individuals who hurt my daughter. I know her bad guys are not reading this. Most likely, they don't even speak English. I'm doing this as a way of working through my feelings. I must get them down on "paper" and out of my system. Maybe a real-life bad guy will read this, come to his senses, see the damage he has done, repent, and find healing. Maybe I can help other moms and dads who are working through these same issues. Maybe I just need to vent.

In any case, it will not be pretty at times....like tonight.


Hey Mr. Bad Guy,

Sometimes, I hate your guts.

Sometimes, I want you to suffer at the hands of someone who is bigger than you.

Sometimes, I'm glad you live in a far away country. If you lived here, I may be tempted to hunt you down and destroy you.

Sometimes, I hope God takes you out, so you won't hurt any more kids.

Sometimes, I pray for your salvation, so your life might be redeemed. I would hate for anyone to meet God with that kind of guilt on their heads.

Sometimes, I weep for you. You are putty in Satan's hands.

Sometimes, I feel sorry for you. You were probably a victim yourself.

However, that does not excuse what you did to my little girl. There is no excuse for that.

Sincerely,
Mamita