September 18, 2013
Anna Angel, Jonathan Ferrell & a Walk
When I saw Anna Angel’s name in the news headlines this week, I had to take a double look because for a second I thought it was my name. I have been haunted by this woman’s story and unable to sleep since reading about her. I cannot stop crying for this woman I do not know. This woman, who shares such a similar name, is in my thoughts and prayers.
Anna is 30 years old and lives in Tiffin, Ohio. She has five beautiful children, Domonic Fresch, 1, Trinitie Huey, 4; Sunshine Huey, 3; Stormie Huey, 5, and Tiara Angel, 6. Earlier this week they were at home with her boyfriend Timothy French, when their home caught on fire. Timothy, 25, along with these five precious children, were all killed.
Anna was at work when she was told of the fire, and rode her bike home to see what was going on. She was taken to the hospital to identify her babies and reports say she kissed each of one of her children goodbye. Friends are reporting that she is in shock. How does someone overcome such heartache? I am devastated for this woman and I wish I could help her.
Life is unpredictable and I am still unable to wrap my mind around the senseless killing of Jonathan Ferrell. Jonathan is a 24 year old young man who was shot 10 times while trying to get help after a car accident. He was unarmed when he was killed, by a police officer. I do not understand why he was shot so many times, or why he was shot at all.
Jonathan played football for Florida A&M University, and was working two jobs while he planned to return to school to become an automotive engineer. As his mother Georgia spoke to the press, she held Jonathan’s childhood Winnie the Pooh doll and it broke my heart. My son has a similar doll and had a Winnie the Pooh decorated room when he was a baby.
We will never know what really happened with this young man, but we do know that he did not need to die. This was s senseless killing and it hurts my heart not only as a mother, but as a human being. What is happening to our society that this can even happen? I think of Jonathan running for help and not understanding what was going on as he was shot 10 times.
Aaron Alexis shot and killed 12 people at the Navy Yard in Washington, DC. Jonathan Ferrell died while asking the police for help, and Anna Angel lost her 5 young babies and the man she loved, all in an instant. I cry for them, their families, and I cry for all of us that this is our world. I was overwhelmed by it all last night and went for a walk with my son.
We walked in silence for a little while and then we spoke. We spoke of Anna and her loss. We spoke of Jonathan and his life cut short. We spoke of the people who went to work at the Navy Yard, not knowing their lives would end. There are no guarantees in life and lives are altered every second of every day. We will move onto new headlines, but what about these people?
Last night I dreamt about Anna riding her bike home after she heard of the fire, and the panic she must have felt. I dream about Jonathan who must have felt such relief to have survived the car accident, only to die at the hands of police. I dream about going to work and what would happen to my son if I never came home. My belief in God is strong, but my faith is tested.
I will forever think of Anna Angel, Jonathan Ferrell, and Aaron Alexis, who is the Navy Yard shooter. I will think of them and cry. As I walked with my child I wept when speaking of Anna and my son held my hand. We spoke of the plans he has for his life I held on tightly and said a silent prayer that no harm comes his way. I pray for all of us today.
I wish I could hug Anna Angel and tell her it will be okay, but I don’t believe it will. I want to hug Jonathan’s mother and tell her to be strong, but strength will not ease her sorrow. I want to embrace the loved ones of every person killed in the Navy Yard because I know their names will be forgotten by the masses. I want to find a way to keep the faith.
Donations to Ms. Angel can be sent to:
Anna Angel Donation Fund
c/o US Bank
730 W. Market St., Tiffin, OH 44883