My son, Jordan, was born on 7-23-1999 and was murdered on 3-21-2002.  It seemed nearly impossible for me and my family to process the grief while maneuvering through the grueling funeral procedures and then 4 years of the judicial system. People told me, in their love and support, that they could not imagine how or what I was feeling. It was devastating for me to learn that no one could relate to me in the way I desperately needed. It’s an isolating pain that a parent feels when they bury a child.

I want to reach out and provide comfort and support to those families in need. I know what they are going through.