(PublicSource)—My son was killed Jan. 20, 2014. I used to go every 20th of the month and stand where I’d seen my son lay, until I was OK. When I seen him lying there, I knew this was going to be a hard road, and I wasn’t going to be able to make it on my own.
Hosea Davis, my only child, was shot 16 times with an AK, down in Larimer. The family of the man charged with killing my son was at our family reunion the year before. That’s how close it is to home. My son left five kids behind. And now they’re mine. Because what he was doing, it fell back on me.
If you haven’t lost a child, you don’t know the pain. The pain is like a knife digging in your heart.
And no, it doesn’t matter how long it’s been. Because I deal with mothers who have lost their kids 15 years ago and they still cry. They still reach out and holler, “God, please help me. Give me strength.”
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