Life is not the same now that you are gone. Another month ,another Birthday your not here. I can't remember your voice and I think that kills me the most. I can see you dancing in the living room and I can see your mouth moving but I can't hear your voice at all. I close my eyes and see that beautiful smile on your face, the way the light in your eyes lite up when you was happy, but no voice. I hope it's just in my head and when we do go to trial and I get to be your voice for you then your voice will come back to me. My hope for this is to let people know your story and be your voice for troubled teens. I know that your story has touched a few already and I will keep it going as long as I can. This I promise to you............. So much LOVE, YOUR CRAZY LADY
