I hope you all had a great holiday. Hopefully we all have some New Years Resolutions that we will keep to and make 2017 GREAT!
Now, back to the story.....
On Nov 9th 2002 Craig got the summons that I had filed for divorce. On the 16th he called me up and said he was going to create a bunch of evidence and make a bunch of phone calls to get me locked up so that he can raise the kids. He promised me I would never get to raise the boys. At this point I didn’t realize how serious he was, but turns out he really meant it.
On Nov 25th Craig asked me if he could borrow my Glock. Obviously I said no. He said he wanted to take the boys shooting. I said NO, not with my gun.
I worked in the coffee trailer the first week of December because Craig wanted the time off. It was a fun week and I enjoyed getting to know the customers up in Ogden. I don’t know why Craig needed that time off, I didn’t even care. He was supposed to be working on our West Valley City house, but he ended up only spending 2 days there.
I know this sounds sporadic, but it’s how my notes are.
12/04/2002
I received a letter from the Office of Crime Victim Reparations stating I had been approved for reparations. This was approved due to the assault on 05/15/2002 (outside coffee shop). This covered medical, dental, mental health counseling, loss of wages, travel or relocation expenses, replacement of door locks, windows etc.
I didn’t end up using any of it, except for some counseling.
12/16/2002
Craig went to court and was charged with violations and domestic violence. Sentencing on the 6th.
I have no notes about Christmas. Hopefully that means it was ok. I remember pieces of it, but mostly sadness.
2003
01/06/2003
Craig went to court and was sentenced to 12 months probation plus a fine. Sentenced to jail for 180 days but it was suspended.
I kept a lot of journal notes in 2003 so I am going to type them out and will include anything else I remember at that time. The journal entries will be italicized.
01/09/2003 Thurs
Craig has not attempted to contact me or the boys since last Tuesday. Rocco has kept his cell phone charged and turned on in case Craig wanted to call them. He used to call them every morning before school, and visit them a few evenings a week, but we haven’t heard from him.
My thoughts here are this is about the time he met Tamara Rhinehart online.
01/10/2003 Friday
I asked Rocco this morning if he wanted to call Craig to see if he is coming to get them for the weekend. Rocco said NO. He said he hopes Craig has forgotten and asked me not to call him and remind him. I have emailed Craig twice asking him what he wants to do about the WVC house. I haven’t heard back from him. It is strange that we have not heard from Craig.
Note. As I mentioned before, our West Valley house had 2 mortgages on it. Craig was responsible for the first and I was for the second. The house needed some work on it, but we had good equity in it and Craig and I had discussed fixing it up and selling it. I couldn’t do the manual labor, but Craig said he would, and was so capable. I wanted to get it fixed up and sold and we had agreed to split the equity in it after all bills for it were paid.
7pm
Craig called to say he was on his way to get the boys. Rocco did not want to go with Craig. He cried, and begged with me to stay home. Craig got mad and blamed me for child abuse. Rocco had begged me all day not to remind Craig to come. Rocco was crying when they left. I was heart broken! I didn’t want them to go either...but I will be in contempt of court if I don’t let Craig have them. What am I supposed to do?
01/11/2003 Sat
Rocco called me all day asking if he could come home. I would talk to him and tell him his dad wanted to see them and it was his turn to have them. This is so traumatic on the kids. Late that night he asked me to bring his Giga pet to him. I took it over to him at 10:30pm and both boys came outside, in the middle of winter, late at night, and said Craig had gone to bed already and asked if they could please come home. I told them to go ask their Dad, which they did, and they came home with me.
NOTE: These boys are 6 and 9 years old at this time.
01/12/2003 Sun
I expected Craig to call this morning and complain about me taking the boys last night, but he didn’t. He called this evening to say good night and Rocco said he was very “ticked” that they had left last night.
I could tell at this point that Craig was distracted by something, but just had no idea what.
01/13/2003 Mon
Craig picked up the boys at about 5:45pm. Rocco was reluctant to go, but went. They got home at 9:15pm. They were supposed to be home at 8pm to get ready for school tomorrow. Obviously that’s not their fault.
01/14/2003 Tues
I tried to talk to Craig at Shondells office to no avail. He is completely unreasonable and illogical. Shondell said it was pointless and that I’d have to get an attorney to deal with him. I called Jay, my attorney, who said he would push our divorce through for us and then he would evict Craig from the WVC house so that I could sell it. Craig is not living in it, but he is pretending to work on it and it just costs me a payment every month that it sits empty. Craig refuses to give me anything that I have left at the Kaysville house, the kids clothes, furniture etc. He won’t give us anything. What do I do? He fights me on everything.
01/15/2003 Wed
Craig came to take the kids for a while and tried to get into my house for computer discs. This ended up in a huge fight. I told him he could not have my computer discs and needed to get out. Numerous times. He just kept pushing harder and harder. He started yelling at me and called me some horrible names, 2 inches from my face. I tried to get my cell phone to call 911 and Craig kicked it right out of my hands. At this point Wil came in and stood RIGHT between us. He is 14 years old and was face to face with a raging man that was almost 100 lbs bigger than him. Wil looked Craig right in the eye and with the deepest voice I have ever heard from Wil, he told Craig “Don’t you EVER call my mother a whore! Don’t you ever touch her, and GET OUT of our house right now!”
I have never been more proud and sad. This 14 year old boy has seen and heard more than he ever should have at his age. He stood up for me and risked himself to protect me. Wil, I love you so much, you have no idea how much that meant to me. Thank you.
Doug ran up the stairs and called 911. Thank you Doug. Within minutes our whole neighborhood was full of cops because Craig had a violent record with me. They spoke to him outside in the driveway, and let him go, because at this point I don’t have a Protective Order in place. But it is time to get it reinstated. He is very hostile around me.
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So many more journal entries, emails and also audio recordings to come.
Thanks again for all your support. As always, Keep LOVE in your hearts!
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