Its been almost 2 years since my husband got robbed and shot. The memory of that day is as fresh as if it happened yesterday.I have to say that day I lost respect and faith on Albuquerque Police Department. Everything about that day was unbelievable. I mean "EVERYTHING!", from apd loosing the police report, to them not following through finding the robber.
Soon after I went back to work everyone i have met working at the convenient store shared their stories on how apd had failed them as well, some share the same fate as my husband and others where worse, "they won't do anything Ceci" they said. and as hard as it was for me to swallow it was true. It took almost 3 months before they did anything at all and thats because I had call the media, internal affairs , mayor etc.
Yeah, I even emailed the Senator and they emailed me back " we do not take care of things like that" wow. Its weird the kinds of thoughts that floods your mind when things like this happens to you. Now he is kinda healed, but he don't seem the same person I knew for 22 years. His strengths are different, and his insecurities many.
I went from retail work to attending college and taking Medical Assistant course which am almost finished with. Like everyone woman I always asked myself "what would I do If something happened to my husband" I wish that question had stayed a secret, but I found out that yeah my world would fall apart in sooo many ways , but yet I found a certain strength in me I did not know I had.