Well, on May 5, 2014, I received a call telling me my son Rasaan Lee Millner was dead. At first it didn’t register what they were saying. I thought they were lying, so I asked for the number to call the people that told my grandkid’s mother. I called, and they confirmed it.
I was in total shock. I had spoken to Rasaan that Friday evening because he lived in Jacksonville, Florida, and that evening, my daughters and I were having a memorial for my nephew’s birthday. That was on the 2nd of May, and three days later, my son was murdered.
It was like I couldn’t breathe, the pain was enormous. I don’t wish this on any mother. It’s going on five years this May, and the pain is still painful. The individual that killed my son is in prison for 40 years but not for my son’s murder because they don’t have enough evidence to charge him with it. Jacksonville was very helpful during this time. The detective on my son’s case referred me to victim’s services, which helped me a lot with bringing his body home and taking care of the funeral arrangements for us.
Rasaan Lee Millner, 12/24/1980- 5/5/2014. I wrote this to tell my story and to make sure my son never be forgotten. I hope I was able to share at least part of my story.