A Troubling Discovery

I told you a while back that I had boxes of memories, some of which I had never seen, others I boxed away after a glimpse amidst the photos and papers I put away in a dark corner.

This afternoon I finally sat down and began to go through some of the papers. I know it will sound dramatic but amongst some,were fun pictures that were a delight and slated for proper presentation.
I found misplaced family photos of Melanie as a youngster.

But,  I ran into a season of trauma, drama, despair, terror and heartbreak. I am not able at this time to share it all with you. I am still shaken.  Suffice it to know that these findings involve a man in the Utah State Penetentiary convicted of homocide and a brother of a sister who was murdered along with her 3 children who wrote me several times of his plans to kill the murderer who was his brother in law..
You see, on radio, I was not the narcissistic host who loved his voice, I listened to all and everyone. Some nights my voice and sharing rang to some with no one to listen to them. Many things happened
because of that. These were two I didn't know were listening or so intensely.

Soon I will share portions of their correspondence. I helped keep a man from killing another man; I helped a killer get through another day. But, until tonight, I never read it all and realized that I made a difference. I did good and helped two people at the end of hope. I need time to accept it and forgive myself for not following them both further to know how they are today.