Heather was my mom, I shouldn´t really call her mom, because she wasn´t really there, she died when i was an infant, I truly don´t know why she jumped off that building, but I know it was because she was in pain, and she couldn´t handle it anymore, God said it was her time. My dad truly did everything he could, but she still felt that pain. People say she committed suicide because she had postpartum, but my dad told me sometimes he would find her holding me with love and not wanting to let go. She seemed like a good woman, fun, outgoing, but maybe on the inside, she was in emotional pain. I don't miss her, cuz I don't know her, but I know I´ll see her when it´s my time too.