On May 29, 2005, was the day I felt that I would never live to see. There are times in our life where we as parents believe that we will never outlive our children. However, that thought did become a reality to my family and me. My first thoughts were, “Why me? I can't live like this. There is no place here for me anymore.” Luckily, I had family who constantly prayed repeatedly. Then I had to think about my living son and how he deserved to have a mother to talk, listen and hang out with. There were days that I would not come out of my room, because I was consumed with my tears with the absence of sleep, as I began to shut out the world amongst me.  Then there was a voice telling me if Bria were here what would you be doing? She would want me to live my life as if she was here. So, I began to turn my pain into joy and knew I had to get it together for those around me.  I went back to school and church and dedicated more time to my son. I believe that by returning to my life full force, I am now a better person. I believe that the only reason that was possible was by the Grace of God.  I will continue with all my future goals in life and live as if she is still here. I know that I will meet her again in Heaven.  That day is one that I cannot wait for.