05/29/2026
💟 This feeling I’m feeling right now is something I don’t even think I can really put into words. So I’m going to try. I just want to say thank you to all who have reached out to check on me. Yes, I’m more than GOOD 💜
Ahmir, my only baby, my only child, my SONshine 💟 he is my everything. My whole entire heart and soul. Whoever knew that writing that second victim impact statement would feel like this… 😔 I don’t even know the right words to use. Like when I tell you I have felt like my back has been up against the wall for the last five plus years. Nobody would ever understand the PAIN, TORMENT and ANGER I feel. But seeing this chick who watched her boyfriend kill my son in cold blood - and then hindered the apprehension of the man who murdered him in such a malicious and heinous way… it’s ABSOLUTELY incomprehensible. The last couple years I met with my attorneys and they explained why she didn’t get charged with conspiracy. I still don’t get it. But I took that as God giving her some grace. They broke down the sentencing guidelines for me. I literally wanted to hurt something when I saw it. Because how could someone who watched such an act, who turned around and helped him elude police and helped orchestrate him being on the run from the US Marshalls… only look at possibly getting house arrest or probation?! It made me SO mad on the inside, literally ate me alive. I felt like my heart was going to rip out of my chest. I literally have watched Chayla Robinson live her best life after she helped Howard Hawkins dip off to California. I watched her disrespect me on the internet, I watched her disrespect my son’s whole being. All these years she walked around acting like she wasn’t going to pay for what she did to Ahmir. And when I say that, YES I know she didn’t pull the trigger. But she left my son outside on that sidewalk, bullet hole to the back of his head, brain bits and all - and knew exactly where to go to pick Hawkins up, she drove him from place to place to get rid of evidence. She even went on a honeymoon trip to Cali with her kids to go see him while he was on the run. She had so many opportunities to come forward. But she never did.
So for the last 5 plus years, I had to hold all of this in. I had to try to keep pushing forward, after watching her face no consequences for what active role she played in my son’s homicide. I spent this morning reading through my victim impact statement in front of the judge. And I dug pretty far back into a dark deep hole buried inside of me. After I got done saying what I had to say and asking the questions I wanted to ask, GOD blessed me with JUSTICE. Chayla Robinson was sentenced to 1-7 years in a state prison for the role she played in the murder of my innocent son. And I am finally feeling that justice has been served. If it weren’t for me advocating the last 5 plus years of my life, she would have gotten a slap on the wrist. She would have continued to walk “gracefully” in the city of Pittsburgh and continued to lie and manipulate what she had done. Welllllll… THAT stopped today.
The feeling I felt when I heard the judge hand her her sentence, the feeling I felt when I heard her emotional cry, the feeling I felt when I heard her family members sob in the courtroom, the feeling I felt when I heard her get shackled in handcuffs, the feeling I felt when I heard the judge deny her attorney’s request for additional time, the feeling I felt when she turned around to say goodbye to her loved ones. THAT all reminded me of why I went as HARD as I did all these years.
Because she NEVER gave my son grace. She NEVER gave my son an opportunity to LIVE. So now that I have gotten justice for my precious baby boy, it all feels so surreal. I am looking forward to finally putting this chapter behind me. I shut down each and every lie she told, each and every story, each and every rumor, and replaced it with the TRUTH of what really happened. Now I can finally work on putting this chapter behind me, and work through helping others moving forward… navigating the loss of a child is something that hits deep. You don’t know what being strong is - until being strong is your ONLY choice. A REAL mother’s love - is the love I have for Ahmir Singh Tuli 💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜Screaming Long Live Ahmir for the rest of my days 🫶🏽💜🤞🏽💟🕊️💪🏽
