I could fill pages with all that Sarah was. Beautiful, intelligent, loving, nurturing, empathetic, curious, adventurous, funny, athletic, the list goes on. She loved to do so many things, she loved life and people.
She was my best friend, my travel buddy, shopping buddy, lunch buddy, my youngest daughter.
The emptiness left from her murder is indescribable. Her case is not being followed, to the police she’s just another overdose. Her phone records prove otherwise. She said something to me, Mom they aren’t monsters they are just like me. I get it Sarah, I get it.