On November 16, 2020, I received a phone call that would forever change my world. One of my nieces rang, waking me from a drowsy sleep just after 7:00 pm on that Monday evening. As soon as I saw her name on my phone, dread and fear immediately filled my heart.
When I answered the phone, my worst fears became a reality. My sweet baby sister, Faith, had been shot. Murdered. My knees buckled and I grabbed the sofa to hold steady as I screamed the news to my family.
There is nothing that can ever prepare you for this kind of tragedy. It comes instantly. Painfully. And there is absolutely nothing that can make it even just a little bit better.
This website, this blog, was created for many reasons. First, I need to be able to make some sort of sense of the madness surrounding this event. I need to be able to memorialize my sister and her life. Most of all, I need to be able to connect with others who have suffered similar trauma and grief, or those who may be going through a similar situation as Faith and need help.
My prayer and hope is that we will all find a way to move forward in this life without Faith in such a way that her life will make ours more meaningful from here forward. Faith lived a full, beautiful 38 years on this earth, and I have no doubt she would want us to do whatever we can to carry on her legacy in every possible way.
