Teddy Bear?

I watched this last night, and I have MANY things I could say about this video, but won't comment at the moment. Let me hear your thoughts!

www.click2houston.com/video/21526706/index.html

Good Things Come To Those Who Wait.

I just wanted to write and let everyone know that there's alot I want to say, and there have been blogs I've written and then not posted...simply because I do not want to jeopardize my case in any way.

At this time, still pending prosecution, I will continue to Use my Voice to encourage others in speaking out and seeking justice, and I will focus on the details of my case only in the courtroom. There are no court dates as of yet, but I'm hoping to hear something soon. If there are things I can update everyone on, I will do so, but right now, I'm just playing the waiting game, again.

I have finished reading all of the guestbook entries and e-mails that have been left on my website through yesterday. I can't thank you all enough for sharing your stories and writing those notes of encouragement and support, it's just so mind-boggling to me that so many of you have been touched by my story, and I would like to thank those of you that have been keeping me in your prayers - I wake up every day feeling more strength for what waits ahead!

All My Love,
Jennifer

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Happy Captureversary!

Today is the one week captureversary (i made that word up) ... or rather the one week anniversary of the capture of Dennis Earl Bradford. What a week it's been! After the capture last Tuesday, and doing nothing but being confined to my house answering phone calls and e-mails for days, I finally got out of the house Friday to wash my car and run some errands, and then decided I needed to get away for the weekend. I drove to San Antonio by myself to clear my head, and visit my best friend and godson. I love San Antonio and I'd love to live there one day. My grandpa and grandma used to take me just about every month as a child, and I have so many memories there..and the atmosphere is just one that I can embrace and love. Anyway, this past weekend was my best friend's 27th birthday, so we had a great time while I was visiting! I honestly don't know what I'd do without her. We've been best friends for about 12 years now, and when we're together we can be goofy and not have a care in the world, and I love to play with my little godson, Bryce. I drove back home Monday, and literally 5 minutes after I walked in the door, as I was unloading my belongings from the car, the home phone rang. At that point, I wanted to throw my suitcase back in the car and get back on the road!

Every night for the past week I've tried to read through all of the thousands of e-mails I've received...I feel horrible that there's just no way I'd ever be able to respond to all of them, but I just can't. I hope you all understand, and just this morning I've finished reading through all of the e-mails I've received on my justiceforjennifer website, facebook, and myspace, and letters that have been sent to the Dickinson Police Department. I still have to sit and finish reading all of the guestbook entries on my website, and look forward to that. I am still in disbelief that so many of you have heard my voice, and have been inspired to use yours! Your stories have touched my heart, and I've found myself crying reading so many of the e-mails I've received. Those of you that have sent me messages congratulating me and encouraging me, Thank you! I know that this is really only the beginning of another chapter in my life. See, what some people don't understand is that I will never let this go...I will never completely "move on" ...even after the trial. I plan to dedicate my life in helping others, and be involved in law enforcement in one way or another. I am going back to school in the Spring to finish off my degree, and then want to also start a foundation to help other victims of violent crime and encourage them to use their voices in becoming victorious, and get the justice they deserve. I don't know how long it will take to accomplish my new goals, but I guarantee you, I won't ever stop.

In Victory,
Jennifer <3

Victorious!

"Hope is not a Dream...but a way of making dreams become Reality."

October 13, 2009 was a day of pure emotion, and victory. At 6:50 a.m. in North Little Rock, Arkansas, Dennis Earl Bradford was arrested as a suspect in my 19-year-old cold case.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4DYIaLHbA6Y

Someone please pinch me. Is this REALLY happening?!? Yes, it is. Imagine waiting 19 long years, and waking up to a phone call at 6:50 a.m. that all of these years later...the above person had been captured. It's almost been a week, and well...I'm still in complete and utter...shock. I'm excited and overwhelmed at the same time, and so incredibly happy that he cannot hurt anyone else.

At this time, I will not comment any further on my case, pending prosecution, but want you all to know that I sincerely and deeply appreciate all of your e-mails, messages, phone calls, etc. This past week has definitely been a whirlwind, to say the least, and I still have not been able to sit still long enough to read the thousands of e-mails and messages I've received. It amazes me that so many people that I've never known would take the time to write me such genuine, heart felt messages.

Thank you all, very, very much for your support!

Sending love to you all,

Jennifer

Fight, Fearlessness and Facades.

First of all, WOW, almost 15,000 views on my website!! All but about 3,000 of those are just from the last couple of weeks! Thank you all so much for taking the time to come to justiceforjennifer.com and read my story and pass it along to others. Also, I'd like to thank everyone that has signed my guestbook and left such wonderful comments! You all encourage and inspire me on a daily basis to keep doing what I'm doing with your kind thoughts and by sharing your stories with me. You're all simply amazing.



Reading through all of the entries on my guestbook, I decided to touch on a few things...



My Fight.



This whole traumatic incident has been a long journey and I've fought my way to get here. I have fought from the very beginning, and never given up. I fought for my life, my voice, my recovery, my sanity, and now, I'm fighting for justice for not only myself, but others. I have said it many times, and I'll say it again, I am here for a reason...which is to USE MY VOICE, and encourage others, and I won't give up, because...



I.Am.F-E-A-R-L-E-S-S.



I feel as though I could take on the World. After what I've been through, and all I've fought for and overcome, why should I be afraid? I will NOT live my life in fear. I am so incredibly blessed to have had a normal childhood and adult life, and I want to be a leader for others. I want to encourage others. How would I be encouraging to others if I was scared to speak out about my story, scared to go in public to run daily errands, or show my face when talking about my story?
Someone wrote an entry on my blog about my cheerfulness on television possibly being a...



Facade?



The definition of facade is: a superficial appearance or illusion of something.



Understand that what happened to me, happened 19 years ago. I have had years to overcome this event in my life, and empower myself with strength to fight back.

I WAS scared, for a couple of years after this happened.
I HAD nightmares.
Every year, I thought that he'd come back for me...and "finish me off."

BUT I REFUSE TO LIVE MY LIFE IN FEAR.

What you see, is what you get.

I am NOT in mourning, why would I be? I have a beautiful, healthy life!
I am NOT sad & grieving, I've got many, many, things to be thankful for.
I am passionate about helping others, because THIS is MY PURPOSE in LIFE.

Over the years, I have tried to transform, to the best of my ability, a negative, traumatic event...into one that is positive, and can encourage and educate others..by speaking out. Growing up, I would hate when I would tell my story to someone, and they'd respond with "I'm so sorry you went through that, I understand." I've never wanted anyone to "feel sorry" for me. You shouldn't. I am alive. I feel so sad for those whose lives have been taken. Those that weren't lucky enough to have children find them while playing. And, saying, "I understand" when you really don't...that does more damage than good. There isn't anyone that ever fully understands until they've been through it. What you CAN do, is join in a person's journey. Fight the fight with them, and be supportive. What has made me who I am, is spending all of these last 19 years of my life talking about my traumatic experience to help in my own healing, and try and encourage others to speak out along with me and keep up The FIGHT, and BE FEARLESS!

Please do not take me for being superficial, because JENNIFER SCHUETT is not superficial, but instead a SURVIVOR.

Justice For All,
Jennifer

Operation: Keep Quiet NO MORE!

Sept. 12, 2009, my voice was heard, louder than ever.

It was 6:45 p.m., on Saturday, and time to head out. I finished clipping my dainty earrings into my ears, gave my hair one last "spray" of wax, and waited in the car for Jonathan in the driveway. He tends to take longer than me to get ready...but I'm not complaining, it's great to have a man by my side that cares about his appearance; although, sometimes...I secretly think he may care too much. Here it is 2 days later and he's still complaining about how his hair looked in the pictures we took that night. Anyway, we backed out of the driveway, made it a mile down the road, and of course there was traffic. We were supposed to be at the restaurant by 7:00 p.m. to meet some of Jonathan's family and a few friends to view my story debuting on AMW, so I started to feel an anxiety attack coming on. I hate being late, and I like to plan things out, and when they don't go as planned...I tend to freak out a little. As we weaved in and out of the traffic, I clutched onto the door handle and looked out the window, biting my bottom lip. Thankfully, with Jonathan's skillful driving, we not only arrived in the packed parking lot of the restaurant at 6:59, but we even arrived there still alive!

Did I mention the parking lot was packed? Yes, I did. Well, as we walked in, I realized why. A Mystery Dinner Theatre was taking place. Now, this would have been great ANY OTHER night..but not tonight. In one hour, my voice was going to be heard, much to my amazement, all over the World. This is the moment I've waited for...for 19 years, and I started to regret watching it at a restaurant, as there was so much hustle-and-bustle going on, I was terrified I wouldn't be able to hear the show as it aired. As friends and family arrived, we made our way through the slow-moving buffet line, and up the stairs. All I could think about was how surreal this moment was, the long wait I've waited, and how it was finally here...and then...the piano music started.

As we all talked and laughed and dined on a variety of delicious foods, we couldn't help but try to tune out songs from the movie "Titanic" and of course the ever-so-popular "Happy Birthday" being played on the piano downstairs. I repeatedly had the waiter reassure me that I would be able to hear the show when it was to come on in less than 30 minutes. I started to get so nervous about being on AMW that I couldn't take another bite of food. As much as I knew what a great job AMW had done on making sure my story would turn out as accurate as possible, I couldn't help but think more about why I was really doing this. Why I am using my voice...and then, as I sat there, looked around the table, and saw the love of my life and his family on my left side, and my closest, dearest friends on my right, I calmed down, and thought of all the little princesses getting kissed goodnight by their parents and falling asleep in what is supposed to be the safest place of all...their beds...and I was ready to have my voice heard, LOUD and c-l-e-a-r.

It was now 8:00. Showtime. I heard John Walsh's voice over the television, and my heart started to race. I thought of his son, Adam, and what courage and strength John Walsh has had to fight for justice for his son, who was murdered all those years ago. We moved our chairs closer to the television, and the waiter turned the volume up the loudest it would go. I watched in disbelief as I heard the story of Alexia Lopez, and wished I could hug her mom, Sandra and tell her how much I admire her for never giving up seeking justice for her daughter. About 16 minutes into the show, my story started. I clenched my sweaty palms together, and my eyes were glued on the television. Everyone was quiet...except for the bartender (she decided to start crushing ice for frozen drink orders during the show). As my story played out, and then ended, and a commercial break came on, I was crying tears of joy. I felt the stress lift off of my shoulders, and I could only hope I had made a difference in someones life by using my voice to tell my story, with the help of AMW.

The ride home was very calm, and I didn't know what to say, really. This time, I looked out of the car window into the darkness, and instead of biting my lip and clenching the door handle, I was smiling and the nervousness had subsided. My cell phone was going off what seemed like every few seconds with phone calls, e-mail notifications, and text messages. At this point, I started to realize the answer to the question I had earlier about how many people were watching AMW right along with me ...and I became pretty convinced that just about everyone in America had their televisions set to watch AMW that night.

Over the last couple of days, I've received e-mails from ALL OVER the World, from Massachusetts to Japan and what seems to be everywhere in-between, thanking me for sharing my story.

Wow.
What do I say to that?

If only you all knew how THANKFUL I AM TO YOU!!

Thank you for listening.
Thank you for watching.
Thank you for calling in tips.
Thank you for opening your hearts.
Thank you for spreading the word about my case.
Thank you for caring.
Thank you for sharing YOUR stories with me.

There are some people that I know personally, that could care less about what I'm doing. People that are very negative when it concerns my case, and I won't name any names because that doesn't really matter. People that don't want me to talk about what happened to me, and think I should just "move on" and don't understand how I can't "get over" what happened. (Yes, I've had people actually use those words)...Unbelievable, I know. Basically, there are those people still in this world that cannot manage to find happiness within their own hearts, much less happy and supportive of others, which is why I've learned to ignore the negativity, and keep up my fight for justice over the years. My promise to myself and to you all...is that I REFUSE to give up, and let this just be a case that gets swept under the rug, and forgotten about. If I did that, I would be no example to other victims that there is hope and that you can fight back and live and LEAD a normal life.

So, with that said, having such great, honest, heart-felt support from all of you wonderful people all over this World, is beyond amazing to me. I hope that I HAVE indeed been able to encourage at least one person out there that has been harmed by one of these worthless creeps to take a stand, speak out and fight back against these horrible crimes that are being committed in this World, and I also hope I scared the shit out of at least one predator out there that was planning on preying on a child. I hope that criminals will now be scared to seek out children. I think that criminals believe children are easiest to prey on because they think of children as being weak and too scared to fight back. I hope that I've shown criminals that they'd better think twice before committing senseless, disgusting acts against children and realize that I am using my LOUD VOICE to encourage others to not keep quiet and feel threatened by these sick criminals any more!

You all have given me even more motivation and drive. I feel like, with all of you behind me through my journey, we are now on a World-Wide Manhunt together!

If you have any information about my case, the FBI is now offering a $10,000 reward for information leading to an arrest! Call the AMW Hotline at 1-800-CRIME-TV or submit a tip online.



And to the person that kidnapped me and attemped to murder me...I have one question..."Whatcha gonna do...When We Come For YOU?"

You Can't Run Forever...

Jennifer