It still feels like yesterday when I got the phone call that the love of my life, my children’s father, was shot five times on May 30, 2018. I didn’t believe it until the hospital called me. It took me a while to tell my kids. I remember crying; they were three years younger then, and they still remember their Dad and miss him everyday.
We are hurting, and we haven’t gotten justice for Myron yet. He was shot in NYCHA staircase in East New York. He lived for seven months and passed on January 1, 2019. I wish the suspects had a heart and would confess and own up to their crime committed.