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I relive the night that changed my life forever…My son, my best friend—shot not once, not twice, but three times as the murderers ran with the only thing that could have kept his body from going into shock—his coat. My life has not been and will never be the same. To lose a child is the worst pain in the world. It’s a pain embedded deep into your heart. A pain that hurts for days, weeks, months and years. I wanted to let go so many times. I couldn’t; the thought of the four little faces I saw on December 29, 1989, reminded me it was not about me. I struggled, I cried, I was hurt, I was angry, I was depressed, I was suicidal, I was losing my faith, but I held on. And today, I want you to know that there is light at the end of the tunnel.