That is a question that has been causing me stress and sleepless nights since November, ever since he pled guilty. I knew this day was coming, the sentencing. I was told that I would be given the opportunity to speak. So, what do you say to the man who ran over your daughter?
The answer is I don’t know. How does one approach this? I have some ideas that sound good in my head. Do I go the angry father route and indignantly explain the damage he did to my daughter, my family and me? Do I try to get the sympathy of the judge by illustrating the pain and struggles my daughter is going through? Cold and analytical also came to mind. It occurred to me that I might be most impactful if I just explained the facts calmly.
I figured I could wing it when the time came. So I went to court today, essentially not knowing what I was going to say. I thought about the things I might say as I watched the proceedings.
This was a good day as far as court goes. The judge had the courtroom under control. The cases were going quickly. The Detective from the Sheriff’s Department who worked our case was present. However, the District Attorney handling our case was not there.
The District Attorney did show about an hour later. He then informed us that there would be no sentencing today. Apparently, he who ran over my daughter has the right to be sentenced by the same judge he pled with.
Since we were in another court room, with another judge, he could not legally be sentenced. Now when we were last in court, back in November, when all of this was scheduled, and they knew the proceedings would take place in another court room, one would think that they could have thought of this. They didn’t.
All my fears and worries were for naught, at least for now. All of the wondering and grasping for what to say will continue. My fear and stress has been building for months with the expectation that today I would have some respite. Now I have to wait some more.
I know the judges and lawyers are just doing their job. Though I could easily rant about the courts and lawyers, I won’t, not now anyway. But it is a reminder that sometimes people who are just doing their jobs can make your life a living hell.