October 11th 2013 letter to Governor Brown about Catherine Lique

Good Morning Governor Brown and/or Office,

I am just writing because it has been 11 days since my last letter and I haven't received a reply.  I know you guys are busy, but this is an important issue for me and a lot of other people and we have been writing since April.

Like I wrote before, it has been almost ten years since she went missing and was a victim of homicide.  That is just too long to go without having some things done on her case at a local level.  Local meaning California. I can imagine how helpless you would feel if the tables were turned.

My mom made her choices and some murderer made theirs.  Now we need you to make yours, so that the murderer gets his choices revoked just as she did. 

I really appreciate all that your office does and I know there are a lot of positive pressing issues right now.  But this would be massively positive to us and inspiring to other families feeling uncared about by the very people they elected. 

She was a beautiful human being.  Under all of her bad choices, she was such a sweet person whose intentions were almost never selfish.  She always had an end game of helping someone no matter what her current road was.  My parents weren't the best, but they stayed together through all of our growing up.  They were consistent in their love for each other and for us.  When we all left the nest, my mom was lost.  Some people take that experience and run with it.   That experience crushed my mom.  I look at my own son and I still have 5 years but I die inside a little each time I think of being here in this house without him.  Can you imagine that times 3? 

She shouldn't be ignored because of her choices that showed only her bad.  She should be remembered for the good she did do and the love she did spread around.  The children in Yermo she helped raise, to the tortoise she would stop a speeding car to make sure he crossed the road safely.  Her life shouldn't be only left to a dusty shelf and no one caring. 

Have you ever stared up at the stars out in the Mojave?  It is like nothing else in the world.  My mom taught me that.  She taught me that the things people hate about California are the very things that she loved.  The way the wind carried the smell of the creosote bushes after a quick sprinkling of rain, or the way the sky felt like velvet when you get up in the mountains because of the swirl of hot and cool in the wind.  She taught me that to cure a broken heart, you drive up into the hills and go rock hunting.  She also never made us feel bad for her choices.  She owned what she did, but she kept us together.  She cooked better pork chops than anyone on the planet and that is no lie. 

I am rambling, I know, but I want you to feel her as a person and not a case file or mug shot.  She is important to us.  She is important to our detective.  She is deserving of justice. 

Thanks so much!