Hey there momma. Well I'm in high school now, sophomore. I'm 16 and I'm actually really mad that I don't have my license yet, but I will by the end of this year. The last time I wrote I thought I knew how hard it was dealing with guys. Yeah, that's not the case, going through a few more years of dealing with them, I'll tell you the male species is pretty complex. I wish you were here so I could tell you stories and get your advice about school, friends, boys, and whatever else happens. You are truely my inspiration, and I love  you so much. In one of my classes I have to write an essay on a true hero, but it can't be anyone you know. My friend asked my if she could write about you being a hero for me and Chelsea. I was so honored that she wrote her essay in dedication to you and Carseats For Christy. You have taught me so much about happiness. Although you aren't here to help me keep my head up, your death taught me how to deal with pain and overcome it. Everything happens for a reason, right? I love you to the moon and back. Thank you for being my guardian angel, my bestfriend, my one true love, my hero, and my mom. I don't even write about memories on here, I just like to let you know how much you mean to me everyday (and this litle story thing is so unorganized). But okay yeah I'm done that's about it for this "story" thank you for being here for me without actually being here.