Yesterday a woman was murdered outside my apt, shot in the head. It took the longest five seconds of my life to get to my phone and call 911.
Somehow I managed to get dressed in clothes that matched, and made it to work. It was somewhat humorous, the look on the guard's face when he came and said "Um, I don't know why, but I have Tacoma PD Homicide Detectives looking for you???" I'm sure he was thinking "Great- the new girl's already got herself in trouble!"
When I got home, the victim's sister was outside, laying flowers next to a photo. I told her that her sister died quickly, that there was nothing I could have done to save her. I started crying, and held her while she sobbed. She called her other sister and had me talk to her for a little while too, trying to bring the family some sort of peace in the loss of their loved one's life.
There was a vigil last night, and it was absolutely beautiful to see people come together. Among the tears and sobs of mourning family, a few young children did what children do, making us all chuckle and laugh. One of the friends pulled up his car, rolled down the windows, and played a few of Renee's favorite songs- ranging from Ray Charles to Snoop Dogg. It's amazing how music is so healing, almost any kind of music, in almost any situation! The crying stopped as the music played, and people sang and danced in memory of their beloved Renee.
After the family and friends went to one of the sister's houses, I felt okay to take a picture. It didn't feel right to take any photos while everyone was there, but afterwards, it was peaceful. I sat down on the sidewalk, next to the blood stain, and said a prayer. No matter what path this woman chose that led to her untimely death, it didn't have to happen. Sadly, I don't think much will come of the investigation, there's so little to go on...
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Sending love your way.
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