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Life is like a box of chocolates….

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You need to know that I am sharing this writing not for sympathy or to make you feel sorry for me. I am sharing these letters because they are my writing. I sometimes struggle to find things to write about, so I came up with these. The following is a victim impact statement letter that I wrote and sent to the judge, hoping to do my part. I also changed the names to protect the innocent and the cantankerous criminal.

Your honor:

My name is Scott Cremeans, and I am a disabled veteran with multiple sclerosis diagnosed in October 2001. Except for my Marine Corps years, I lived in Ohio all my life, yet because of MS, my friends disappeared like an ice cube on a July sidewalk. Due to my MS, I have had a plethora of physical challenges, yet I still quickly made friends and became a particularly positive person. Moving to Florida has been great for my psyche, and the Floridian people have been amazing. I use a wheelchair, which can hamper having fun, but they still have treated me very well.

I am writing this letter to you with a heavy heart, as I dislike disparaging, disrespecting, or devaluing my fellow man. We all have difficult moments that may cause us to act inappropriately, irresponsibly, or ignorantly, negatively affecting others. Unfortunately, I ask that you not release Gilligan from jail too soon. He is manipulative, violent, a general menace to society, and has gone too far. To maximize manipulation, he told me several times he was on the organ waiting list, which his mother said Gilligan was not, as he drinks excessively. Let me give you a few examples of why Mr. Gilligan is bad and needs therapy, counseling, and anything else to change his attitude.

While in a restaurant with Devin, Marianne, and Gilligan, unprovoked, Gilligan began vociferously assaulting Devin and me. Gilligan was so loud that a shift manager told us he needed to quiet down because they could hear us on the other side. Even though I was attempting to de-escalate the situation, Gilligan physically assaulted me by trying to choke me. Another time, Gilligan barged into my house uninvited and aggressively pushed me aside to talk with my guest, Devin. The common question is, do I fear for my life? I am sorry, but boot camp beat the fear out of me long ago. I am not in fear of my life, but I am fearful of the plethora of others that Gilligan can injure.

Scott Cremeans

They told me later that Gilligan’s mother was telling people that her son was not a criminal and that he would not hurt a fly. Of course, this was after Gilligan battered his mother and father, according to the police report, and the police showed up and took Gilligan to jail. In my book, if you attack people like the disabled, older adults, or your parents, you become a criminal, and the police will take you to jail, just like what happened to Gilligan. Only time will tell if I see any retaliation for my honesty in this blog, even though I used no real names except for my own.

If you are man enough to do the crime, then you are man enough to do your time.

Scott Cremeans lives in Central Florida. He is a US Marine diagnosed with multiple sclerosis in 2001 at 27. Scott has successfully managed his MS symptoms independently with his faith, friends, and funnies. You can read more about his MS journey by visiting his blog, http://www.mymsramblings.com, where he muses about life in the slow lane with his literary wit.

Start spreading the news…

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Who wrote letters to three people in various places. I am going to share them like A blog because they are still my writing. I enjoy writing and thought this would be good to share.

A few weeks ago, I thought contacting Brianna’s boss would be a good idea, as she does not know how things are. The caregivers work alone with each client, and their supervisor rarely asks the client for their opinion of the employee. Brianna’s supervisor, office workers, and I initially had trouble ensuring that they would prioritize my needs first. However, after the dust settled, I rarely spoke with them as there was never a need for a restitution solution.

Hey Paula,

As long as I have been in Florida, I have used your company and thought it was time to reach out. It is always good to know the facts in life, and I wanted to share some answers to questions that you may have. First, I am a writer and a Blogger who has been published in a national magazine ten times (100% true). I am not trying to be arrogantly braggy, but I am letting you know this message is informative and hopefully somewhat entertaining. If I wanted to brag, I would mention my Pulitzer Emmy and Peabody awards, but this email is about Brianna and not my fake news.

I have worked with Brianna the entire time I have been here and have been extremely happy with her work. People periodically pose a query, questioning why I like to work with her after hearing our beginning was not as smooth as it is now. OK, fine, only two individuals have made this inquiry in two years, yet that is not the point, and they still pose the query. I assumed if people were asking me this question, you, her boss, might also be curious about the answer.

About a year ago, I published a blog discussing the five most influential and beneficial people in my Florida life. By the way, I only have approximately 67,000 followers and am always trying to gain more, so please follow my blog. Below, I have included the paragraph about Brianna in that specific entry, although I never use real names. I like working with Brianna because even when the day is not going well, she moves like a chipmunk on Red Bull and gets things done.

“Brianna is my Personal Aide who assists me with everything and always has a smile and a positive attitude, even in unpleasant situations. I often tell people she is a wonderful work wife who should wear a superwoman uniform because she is fantastic and a lifesaver. Brianna works weekdays for five hours, and upon her arrival, everything needs doing, yet when leaving, everything is complete. Constantly moving like a Mako shark, when she stops to rest, you can put a clock on it as within 90 seconds, she is up doing more. Brianna has undebatable, inexplicable, and unfathomable abilities, and her existence in my life is irreplaceable. She is the person I see the most in an average week, and if you think I am exaggerating excessively, then you do not understand. While yes, some are for comedic and dramatic effects, the truth is that the rest of my days are impossible without her twenty-five hours of work each week.”

I appreciate Brianna because she does enough to be extremely helpful but also allows me to struggle and attempt to do things myself. The truth is that Brianna moves expeditiously like the wings of a hummingbird after a triple shot of espresso. Although I have worked with not great caregivers, I will not disparage, disrespect, or devalue those I have worked with. However, my final thought is that of all the caregivers I have worked with, no one is as good as Brianna has been.

Scott

Every caregiver sits silently on a sliding scale between good and not-so-good assisting helpfulness levels. This predicament means it is essential for you to determine how much of the bad you are willing to accept in exchange for their good side. We can and should follow these steps in various situations, including finding friends.

I have worked with Brianna, my personal aid, caregiver, or whatever other name, for nearly two years. She is now with me thirty-one hours per week and can take me anywhere I need to go, including doctor’s appointments and the like. This woman has made herself indispensable in my life, telling me that when her time with me concludes, life will be devastating for a while. Although a writer, I cannot conjure up the correct words to truly convey how much I appreciate and value Brianna.

Good caregivers care continuously.

Scott Cremeans lives in Central Florida. He is a US Marine diagnosed with multiple sclerosis in 2001 at 27. Scott has successfully managed his MS symptoms independently with his faith, friends, and funnies. You can read more about his MS journey by visiting his blog, http://www.mymsramblings.com, where he muses about life in the slow lane with his literary wit.