My only child, first born Son and only child was taking from us much too soon. My reasons for living was my son. My heart was broken into pieces and my family , dreams, Health, Education and entire life was changed.I can't explain the impact his murder took. Given just 3 days too mourn, was not enough time for me to even realize what happened. A month later , I became aware that I wasn't dreaming but this actually happened. I just felt like it was the end of my life and dreams.I suffered 14 yrs. of P.T.S.D. and Depression and Anxiety Attacks. I'll always say if it was not for the Lord on my side then were would I be.My son passed November 15,92 leaving 2 boys. Beautiful grandsons left with just pictures and a gravestone. My son wasn't a big bad person. He loved, laughed, supportive, friendly, religious and humble.He was also the joy of everyone's life..He was a happy go lucky person., with lots of love.I miss my child and all I can say is to be absent from the body and presence with the Lord. Miss Ya Ivy and always will. R.I.P.