Two years later we still have not heard from Mexican authorities anything new in respect to the death of Abel Martin Lopez Rodriguez who was murdered in his home, the victim of one of the most brutal stabbing incident in Chetumal, Q. Roo. Their belief was that he died around 5am to 6am on the morning of October 18 but in my heart I want to believe he died around 11pm on the night of October 17 because he never showed up where I was and I waited until 2am for him to come. I did not think anything had gone wrong at the time and took it for granted he was on a night out with the boys as he was scheduled to sing that night at a night club in the area. Today, I live with my "what if's" and my "maybes". One thing is certain. Abel came into my life for a purpose and remains a major part of it even though we are no longer physically together. He remains in my heart where he will always be. Time will tell if we will ever know what happened that awful night. I have now for Divine Justice as I have lost faith in seeing justice done here on earth.
Rest in Peace, papi. Until we meet again. I love you more than yesterday and less than tomorrow.