The Beginning
I have been debating on whether to start this blog or not. But here it goes, I guess my journey of healing starts with telling my story.
I first want to introduce myself. My name is Dakota, I'm 33 from Ohio. I've lived here my whole life, it really isn't horrible but there's much better places lol. I work at Cracker Barrel as a server, I love it. I have three children a 12 year old son, a 7 year old daughter, and my son was 8 years old when we lost him. I have two dogs, a Bernese mountain dog named Gunner, and a lab/Bernese mix named Wyatt. I also have a 4 year old lab named Luna who is currently with my ex, hence how we got the puppies. I'm single, and I do live in a home that I take care of on my own. My life hasn't been perfect, but it wasn't the worst at all. I actually loved life before my family suffered the worst tragedy. I told you just a little bit about myself, let me tell you a little bit about my story. It's very hard to talk about, this is the first time I've gone public with my side of the story, coming forward with the truth. I have sat back and listened, watched, and read so many people lie about me, make my life miserable and not worth living, make my children go through things they should never have had to go through. So I will begin tonight with what happened on the worst day of my life.
It was Wednesday June 7, 2023 any normal day other than we went to a Cleveland Guardians game the night before. My ex Brandon, my dad, and my two sons went and we had a blast. My eight year old went back to his dads house that night and my twelve year old stayed with me. So Wednesday we all woke up, went on with our day. I took Brandon to work came home and finished watching some Lifetime, my all time favorite show! My son woke up, played his Xbox did his normal thing. I got up and started cleaning like I usually do so because usually I have that day off and the kids come home that day. Around 11 11:30 am my oldest and I got ready and went to the batting cages, we were there for about an hour and a half maybe a little longer. We got a phone call that the other two were at the house already. We had cheer practice and a baseball game that night. So they came home early. We all hung out for a little bit, my daughters cheer uniform down payment was due that evening as well. Her dad was supposed to give me 180 half of the cost, well instead he gave me 100 dollars, so I needed to run to the bank. I had thought my ex had sent the money, so my daughter and I ran to the bank while my boys stayed home. We were gone maybe 6 to 7 minutes if that, and all of a sudden at the stop light I seen smoke coming from the tree line. For some reason I had a feeling it was my house, so I ran through traffic and realized it was my house. I pull in the driveway and get out wondering where my boys are. I ran into the house twice, not able to breathe or see anything I had to get out, burnt my feet while I was in there as well. I couldn't find them which felt like hours, then all of a sudden my oldest son comes out, but not my youngest boy. I then realized that I had lost my eight year old. I go across the street, and sit and wait while they find my boy and bring him out. Next thing I see is them putting the white sheet over him, and just this excruciating pain through my whole body, all I could do was scream because it hurt so bad. I then got into the ambulance with my daughter and oldest son, needing oxygen because I just couldn't catch my breathe. They asked about their brother and I told them he wouldn't be coming with us. The hospital was a nightmare they ended up having to sedate my son and life flight him to another hospital. My daughter ended up going with her dad's brother's wife, which was a huge mistake. And we all headed to the hospital to be with my oldest son. Having the doctor ask me all of these questions about my son that was gone, it was so so so painful I just couldn't do it. It was seriously the worst day of my life, and will always be the worst day of my life...
I am going to end my journey here for now...
Please if any part of my story can help you, reach out. It's only just begun, and this journey only gets sadder. But I want to tell my story, because maybe my story will help another grieving parent, another parent blamed for something they never did, and for parents to be heard and not judged, I want to help the ones that wouldn't ask, because I wouldn't!
Love
Dakota
I know how hard it was for you to write this . I know you relive it everyday. You are so strong . I love you so very much ! And will always be here if you need ne.
ReplyDeleteStart with telling the truth, you killed your son, because of your negligence AND DRUG addiction. There is a special place in hell for you.
ReplyDeleteI am telling the truth, and I HAVE THE PROOF! Which would you like first. Since my drug addiction is you number two, would you like any of my drug tests from the last 13 years? Hair follicles, blood, urine? Second OTHER THAN THE FIRE, prove to me how I was neglectful to my children in 12.5 years? Don't hide behind anonymous..
DeleteKeep the entertainment coming. You should be in prison, instead you are making blogs… welp, at least you will never get the chance to hurt another one of your children. The courts knew you were neglecting these kids well before you killed Wyatt
ReplyDeleteAnd you'll be saying that still when my kids are back with me right? Were you in the room when my children said they wanted to come home? Were you in the room anytime they said they didn't feel unsafe with me? Have you lived my life alongside me? The courts knew of my negligence but didn't take them ANYTIME, nor after the fire, all until the newspaper, and then HER DAD was the one failing for drugs, did he tell you that? I mean explain how you know so much???? Hide behind an anonymous, shame!
DeleteYour kids will never be with you again. POST THE TRUTH DAKOTA!!!! POST THE NEWS ARTICLES. LOOK UP HER CHARGES!!!! Your kids never said they wanted to be back with you. What a joke. Post this in the talk of norwalk Dakota!!!! Look up her criminal record. Dakota R JONES
ReplyDeleteSo your trying to tell me you believe what was printed in the newspaper versus factual proof, I just can't, go ahead share my blog in the talk of Norwalk, Your that worried about it HONEY post it yourself. And when we go to court and everyone see's the proof of how my kids feel you all will be on here deleting these comments. Have you even asked my children what they want? Or are you one of those that don't even have a clue who my children are or what they want? You're foul, but it's okay this is why, just because you don't believe it doesn't mean it isn't true. And don't speak on my children, you clearly have no idea! It was recorded multiple times of them wanting to come home, the boys wanted Kinship, well all thats recorded just WAIT till court baby.
Deleteur just a bad mother In general? why lie, just tell the truth??
ReplyDeleteAnd other than the fire and drugs, things you clearly don't know about. Name one time other than that, that I was a bad mother? Please name something other than the fire that you have witnessed me do that would make me a bad mother? I'm so fucking curious on how well you actually know me. But you won't you'll just write back about the fire and drugs!
DeleteCody Steele: To anyone who plays god, judge or Jury, I hope you do don’t become consumed by there hatred, it’s clear as day what happened was not intentional. My heart goes out to everyone ❤️🩹
ReplyDeleteThank you <3
DeleteI believe you. Our house fires happened around the same time and we lost beautiful souls. I just want to say.. I believe you. I am sorry for everything they put you through after already going through the worst. I’ve read news articles, I was actually at the courthouse for my own case they brought against me during yours. I do not care what charges were brought against anyone. I know the truth. I am very sorry, please hold your head up during this difficult time of remembering. If you ever want to talk. I am here. I understand you ❤️
ReplyDeleteThank you so much <3
DeleteWhy would you post anonymously?
ReplyDeleteI'm not even sure how to reply to any of what you just said. You seem to "know" a lot about me, but yet it seems it's all in a hot mess. Hmm, I seriously just let see.
First off this isn't for attention, this is for healing. I have every right to tell me side of the story. You guy's are all mad because we know it's the truth, and not the lies everyone has told. Don't worry my next blog will be names and everything of who filed false reports, and lied to the police, etc. Like I said I have every right to tell my side of the story, you commenting is what's giving attention, DON'T comment. I am a grieving mother, who lost her eight year old son. I will grieve for the rest of my life, every second of everyday. I'm glad you don't have to feel this pain!
Next, let's not talk about my boys like that. My boys were normal natural boys who yes did boy shit, but NEVER would they ever do something like that, hence why I left them home alone. How dumb do you think I am? Just because I left my boys home alone to run to the bank doesn't mean I did anything wrong. Do you know there is no law in the state of Ohio for leaving children home alone, how about you start on that instead of commenting?? How about you start to make a change, since MY life is so important to you, use that to make a change. But you won't! The seat belts were always a struggle, and I'm sure I'm not the only parent that has had that issue, but it was handled every time. Don't use a mothers struggle against her, tell the whole truth about that honey! And leaving them in the car alone, I won't even go there with you, cause like I said I'm not the only parent, and just that's dumb to bring up. Oh and cussing and screaming, I think almost every parent does that lol. They listened and all that didn't they, they loved the shit out of me still didn't they?
And don't ever speak on Drew or I like that ever again, Neither of us are bad parents! A fucking tragedy happened, and all you scum bags made it into a chaotic fucking mess! I know I'm not the bad guy, I didn't start that fire that day, and there's beyond proof of that. I took the charge for leaving them home alone, so what more do you have to speak on. You can sit here and judge the fuck out of me, but tell me not to. Your not only an idiot but a hypocrite to I see. I'll tell my side of the story whether you like it or not, so hold on cause there's plenty more.
And BTW learn to talk shit, and learn to provide actual facts of the things your accusing me of next time, or maybe just ask me? Your scattered brained, and just your comment wasn't needed.
My kids love me and want to come home, and no one can change that. I miss my son everyday and would do anything for him to come back, and nobody can understand that. I've done everything for my kids, how about you talk about that? Talk about the shit I DID AND HAVE DONE FOR MY KIDS, cause it surely out weighs the bad!