Dear Eric,
Today, Kayla came to the house with the boys. They are getting big, but they are still so sweet and kind. Kayla asked if we could speak in private, so we went to our bedroom and sat on the bed. I knew something terrible would come out of her mouth but did not expect to hear what she said.
It took her some time to express herself, and her eyes filled with tears. I said, "What's wrong?" She began telling me about her marriage and how difficult it is to be married to Jeremy. She said he gets into these rages and lashes out by throwing things at her and screaming. She played me a recording she made during one of his rages. Eric, our little girl, was terrified. As I listened to her cry for help, I teared up. It was awful. I wish you were here to help, but I know you will guide me as her mother and her as our firstborn with your spirit. I had her turn it off because it was tough to listen to. I immediately went to her and hugged her, telling her I loved her. There were infidelities involved, and it made me sick to my stomach. She continued telling me about the domestic violence she has been receiving from Jeremy since they've been married. That means sixteen years of this, and why didn't I know? I'm her mother, shouldn't I know? Were there warning signs?
She said Ezra told her he was scared, and that was all she needed to hear. She asked Jeremy to move out, and he did. I'm so proud of her strength, but you know, as well as I do, we do anything to keep our children safe.
October 17th
I'm visiting with Teri Padovich and received a message from Jeremy asking if he could buy that big tent in the garage. I told him yes, not knowing what that thing was worth. Kayla met him at the house and gave him the tent.
Today, she told me they are going to separate for six months to see if he can get the mental help he needs. They will reevaluate after six months before making any permanent decisions. I told her I would support her in any decision she makes. I just want to be there for her with no judgment. I'm learning to lead compassionately, knowing we all make mistakes and that I love Jeremy. I don't like how he has treated her, but I still love him. I'm worried about him.
I'm still in probate because of Dana Harper. He has no case; we offered him his 1/4, which is $75,000, but he would not budge. Blake found an attorney. I really like him. He contacted Denny Dobbins and Nate Skinner to get more information. They both told him Dana has no proof of you, and he has decided to split the rent money, and he is asking for $250,000. I told the attorney our children had not paid a cent to live in that house. So now we are going to court, and Dana will have to pay my attorney's fees. No judge on the face of the earth will look at him and tell him I owe him that money. We offered him exactly what he would get at the full appraisal of $300,000. The attorney said, "What kind of friend comes begging for money from his dead friend's wife?"
I miss you so much and wish we could talk. I'm in tears all the time. I had no idea that I would be grieving and going through this at the same time. I love you, I miss you, and there are days when I have to get on my knees several times a day to ask for guidance. You are with me. I know where you are is beautiful, and you have work to do, but I want you back. I'm not ready to let go of you; I never will be. It's time for bed. I will write again, you know I will.
See You Soon
Monya