My children deserve to have the best, and now they will.
The hardest part of this whole ordeal is not knowing if your children are getting what they need to survive.
When I left home, I was going to ride around a little while and then go to my mom's. As I rode and rode and rode, I felt even more anxiety coming upon me about not wanting to live.
Why was I feeling this way? Why was everything so bad in my life? I had no answers to these questions.
My children, Michael and Alex, are with our Heavenly Father now, and I know that they will never be hurt again. As a mom, that means more than words could ever say.
I am sorry for what has happened and I know that I need some help.
I broke down on Thursday, Nov. 3, and told Sheriff Howard Wells the truth. It wasn't easy, but after the truth was out, I felt like the world was lifted off my shoulders.
At this very moment, I don't feel I will be able to handle what's coming.
I don't get to go out but an hour a day.