My life has been forever changed by your loss. Three years ago, I had a little more faith in mankind. I little more view of the small community, I had attached my heart to because of you and your brothers love for your friends and family there. Our last conversation on Thursday was sitting in my car around lunch time as I talked to you about how much I loved you and wanted you to be happy and love. Hearing you say "OK Aunt Gen, I love you Aunt Gen" is something I can't hear now. My memories are there and sometimes, although I am glad to have them, I cry thinking of what could have been. Your dreams, our dreams for you, your plans and our plans to help you realize your plans. Our texts and inboxes are a reminder to me that you knew you could call on me any day, any night for anything. I'd order you your Polo shirt offline, your Domino's Pizza for you and your friends when you visited them... I can't do that for you anymore. Im your aunt and I wont give up on your fight.