My Husband Was Murdered In My House While My Children And Me Were Held In A BathroomTwo months ago my husband was murdered in our house. It had been a beautiful day, we were getting ready to go to bed. Three men entered my home, we had left the back door open. When I went to put my children to sleep a man entered my daughters room, put a gun to our heads he threw my 13 year old twin girls and myself onto a restroom floor. My husband was with my son in our bedroom, they brought them into my daughters room then after hitting my 14 year old son on the head with the gun because he kept looking at them and almost killing him they agreed after I begged them to give him to me, they shoved my son onto the bathroom floor with us. They kept my husband in the bedroom area, they asked my husband for money, he got nervous kept asking them for his family, time and time again, he didn't know we were in the bathroom. They kept asking for the safe, jewelry, money (they were drugged) he kept worrying about us. They told him we were fine and took him to another room and told us not to leave the bathroom in one hour or they would kill us all, because they left a gunman at the door. We heard them arguing, he kept telling them he didn't have money, or valuables, then they went downstairs, we had a pretty big house, so we couldn't hear much, after a few minutes we heard 2 gunshots. I was sure we were next. I told my children that in a few minutes the were going to enter and kill us, to not worry because we would be in heaven very soon. Gladly they didn't return. After an hour I went downstairs, there he was his head on the top stair to the garage his body motionless and a waterfall of blood going down like 6 steps the first three steps covered in brain matter.. I took his pulse checked to see his breathing NOTHING..
After that all has been a blur...a nightmare and my sadness has not gone away...I am zombie dead inside just existing...I am seeing a psychologist taking meds, but i am still so sad. We had been living together for a year but had only been married 3 months but had known each other since we were 14. I feel so alone, i spent EVERY minute of my day with him or texting or on the phone, we were soul mates, he was the best thing that ever happened to me...He treated me like a queen. I feel like I will never recover...the image of his body, the blood, the sound of the gunshots...it haunts me, the nightmares... It's just too hard