Looking back to December 2005...

My little sisters was murdered. Ripped from her family way to soon. Stolen from the baby girl that loves her so much.

A horrible man killed her in her own home, and left her 2 year old daughter to fend for herself until she was found. (almost 2 days later). They found her body Tuesday afternoon, she could've been dead since Monday morning.

The press came out to the house... I guess it turned out to be a good thing. We had no way to contact her friends, so at least now they will see her picture and be able to make the funeral. Mom needed to be able to get her story out.

He took a sister, mother, daughter, grandaughter, friend, away from us all. I can't explain how angry I am. I can't explain how much pain I feel over losing her. We are all at a great loss.

Thank you for all the prayers/concerns.


Hug the ones you love. Say I love you. do it often, you may never get another chance......

"The baby will get a Christmas, we will get a funeral." was what mom told the reporters. It is so hard.

BRIT

Update: I still miss her like CRAZY! I get so angry sometimes, that she was taken from us! Time is supposed to heal all wounds. This wound will be an eternity...