I think I just heard,
Dove’s wings,
Silently flappy,
I hate those people who say get over it,
Didn’t live it!
ilIt didn’t affect them!
Grief is personal!
Self-centered!
Not in a negative way!
I was placed on elder abuse by a sister in a hurry to force our mother from her home so she could grab a piece of land that mother had inherited!
She’d expanded five husbands,
Not my mother her eldest daughter and not on my blood,
We shared one thing one thing that I valued above All things she valued,
Mom,
So she placed her gay sister on elder abuse with 56 pages of lies,
I read them two years after the fact,
Diana did it in two twelve while I set my very first class at Luther College,
Dr Deb Fordyce professor of psychology of Education,
The third of September 2012,
Two men walked in our back door,
They hadn’t wrung the bell,
Diana had told them if you if you go to the house when Val’s home your life will be in jeopardy!
That was ungrounded I never harmed anyone in my life slander should have been Diana lee’s middle name,
Diana had told them the mother was beaten without food no phone and bedroom!
Our mother was never Bedridden!
None of my family looked at her lies!
Like ugly fish they hunger for them,
They drank them and sinker and all,
Paper trails were just laying there for them to find no one looked it was easier to believe the gay daughter who will always was there for her mother was an abuser!
Took what I did best which was care for people and threw me away!
I died twice in her fire in two fourteen,
In October at two fourteen she stuck her fist and mother’s face and screamed at her at the top of her lungs you have no right to have doors that lock you have nothing of value!
In August she told her mother if Val returns to Luther College in September at two fourteen I will drive to Iowa and force you into a nursing home or take you against your will to Granbury Texas,
Mom had been gas lit since teo ten Diana calling seventy times a week making mother cry daily ten times daily!
After every call mother would cry and say he doesn’t she know I’m her mother!
Two fifteen she did it again I sent 16 pages to Iowa Human Services telling of what Diana did to mother and I no one gave a fucking frying fig?
Two coding packs a week on our diabetic mother from 86 to 92 murdered our mother Diana walks,
Diana set our laundry room on fire December 3rd the night after a priest came to the house to discuss how to keep Mother safe Diana knew in the morning that he had been there,
our laundry room look like Hiroshima had gone off in it,
Mother kept old paint cans that had paint in them,
Diana threatened mother October at 2:14 I was no longer allowed to lock doors but I moved every one of dad’s guns Diana had planned to take them to her son the wife beater in Texas,
I locked the gun cabinet no one took dad’s guns anyway,
Paper trail paper trail paper trail!
The sheriff the next day after the fire found all dad’s guns in the front room by the chairs behind the couch they’re all loaded I should have killed her I will always regret that!
The same year she killed mother my baby sister died after a visit to strip mother’s bank account of anything of value?
It had been Marion Dolores Bittinger Heike’s last wish to be placed in the grave of her folks in Spencer Iowa mother’s ashes never were returned to Iowa,
Upon a point of death my grandmother’s wedding band which was a value was sold by Diana,
Should have gone to me and then my nephews Diana had no right to it it wasn’t her mother’s gift to his son’s new wife,
Two twenty I lost two family members one made more in my mother’s death and she ever did working for lawyers only to die the hands of our sister October of two twenty!
I will own land outside of Waukon Iowa ,
I will return to my hometown,
screw you princess Diane!
you nasty piece of s***,
It wasn’t allowed to see my mother for five years,
June third two eighteen, I went to see my younger sister and I took her books because I figured we had done this s*** long enough thanks to Diana we’re blood sisters someone had to make the first move in my coward sister would not!
Ellen Beth loved to read,
There sat our eldest nephew’s is a huge RV in her Ellen’s yard,
Diana made a point to read my blog she knew I was coming,
There sat Robert’s RV with a long haired cat in the window,
Diana had broke Rusty mom’s cat’s neck when she walked into our home December 3rd 2014 and let our laundry room on fire two rooms from where mother and I sat and watch TV a new show called stalkers on NBC ,
So for a year Diana bullied bullied and bullied are mother in Texas,
She needed all mother had,
In order for Mom to get a cat back not the cat that Diana murdered that cat was gone Randy Andy Lovitt of Spencer,Iowa,
Mom’s nephew, threw her cat in a green bin that said outside our home as trash cuz Diana knew that Ellen said she was going to bury our cats on her farm,
All I meant to do is write me out of my granddad’s property,
Diana had a been busy telling everybody that mother removed me from her will so I must be a monster!
Monster if I was a monster Diana would have been bodily sunk into a sinkhole outside of town!
Everyone says let karma do it karma is a b**** I don’t believe in karma,
2021 during covid Robert lost his job no longer a big swanky danky used car salesman,
But three year previously he was there Ellen’s yard,
I took the box of books no one came out to help me I dragged it across the gravel to the shed placed it in the shed just as the first sheriff’s vehicle drove up there,
This year I’m going to get Ellen’s death certificate and the paperwork on why the sheriff’s department to deputies were in Ellen’s yard when I had just taken a box of books to my baby sister,
Diana had called the cops on me because I had gone to see my sister!
There is no time living on my grief,
I was sold up the river like a slave!
My godson Daniel Eric Mathis ran into a fire and got strangers out but could not stand up for his godmother his aunt Val!
Nor could he stand up for his mom or his grandma!
No better than his wife beating cousin Robert!
I had to learn that he married his girlfriend in 2021 and they had a son,
A little boy have never held,
A little boy I’ve never ever seen smile,
They took my grandfather’s property and sold it to the highest bidder!
I want Justice!
It’s not a dream it’s not a movie!
It was my name my good name thrown away slandered by blood kin!
Can’t see the forest for the trees: Hello Decorah Iowa (Stones tossed an act of bulling) https://a.co/d/gFPQmo9
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1CUEX9GosZNnzhc8nFojWgnufT1CdNz4mY5Ym_SoUeaM/edit?usp=drivesdk
Val Whitewolf 