My Story…
There was once a time where I could barely say the word suicide, yet in September I will begin a degree in social work. There was a time when the grief felt like a dark cloud, now the grief has become a beautiful reminder how much love you can have for someone, for how you want to be better because of them, and how their story can be used to change the lives of many others. Dad, your death will never be meaningless
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Recent donors
Donation date | Donor name | Donation amount |
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Sep 29 | Anonymous | $50.00 |
Sep 29 | Aunt Karen and Uncle Glenn | $50.00 |
Sep 28 | Joseph Sousa | $50.00 |
Sep 15 | Sandra B | $25.00 |
Sep 07 | Tracey St.Aubin | $50.00 |
Aug 19 | Sandi Harrington | $50.00 |
Aug 16 | Sheri & Dave Gilmour | $100.00 |
Aug 16 | Aunt Susie & Uncle Norm | $100.00 |