Some families share recipes that are secret to that family, some families share traditions…we (on my Dad’s side) don’t share any secrets in my family, we don’t even share our history.

Some of you know my Grandmother passed away Saturday, there’s a ton of secrecy surrounding her and our family history. Out of respect for my Dad, I don’t ask about the Grandfather that I found out recently passed away, mainly because the one thing I do know is that he beat my Dad. I don’t know anything beyond that.

I also have an aunt that I called and informed of my Grandmother (her mother) passing, having never met her. What I know about her is that she was apparently such Hell on wheels that she was disowned and no one interacts with her. That was an awkward conversation and very sad because I had no idea who she was and hated delivering this news that way.

She called me back today, she’s homebound and can’t really go anywhere and while I wish I could’ve talked longer, I was at work.

What I want to know is why not tell me and my sister about whatever went down, it couldn’t be worse than what we’ve heard other people have seen in their families.

My father is a proud man and has early onset Alzheimers, I will probably never ask and insult him in these tender times, it would be cruel but that doesn’t quiet my curiosity one bit.

What do you think about secrets? Seems stupid to me.

In the news locally recently a baby girl went missing and a young mother cried out on the news for help in finding her baby. My heart went out to her as she cried that she needed her baby on the 8:00 news.

Then there was new information revealed and the father was arrested for interfering with an investigation. This morning yet more information is revealed and the mother has been arrested, apparently the baby has been killed.

To that poor 9 month old soul, I hope she rests in peace, this world hardly new her, but to the parents of that poor child who cried out to the media for help knowing that there was no help to be found for her deserve every punishment the law can throw at them.

In my opinion crimes against children are the most heinous. It takes an especially sick mind to make a child a victim, to look an innocent child in the face and still want to harm them. I mourn today for Daisja Weaver.

Now the whole story is out, that the mom feared for herself and her baby and didn’t know what to do. CALL THE COPS! In the news story she says when he picked her up from work, THE DAY AFTER THE DEED WAS DONE, she was forced to go to Lake Lewisville where Dad dumped the body.

I realize it’s hard to cast blame and shadow on those inside the situation, but how do you function in any fashion normally at work when your child has been murdered? How do you get in a vehicle with a person that has killed your child? How do you look at that person and not kill them yourself?

Poor baby Daisja, who will never have a life, deserves justice.