9/22/04, our mom died in my arms after a very long illness. 4/6/05, my husband of over 23 years died following a procedure to remove a failed transplanted kidney. I stood by his bedside screaming for for help as he bled out. We buried him the day after what would have been my mom’s birthday. 8/16/05, 4 mths after my husband died and 11 mths after my mom died, my firstborn and only daughter died from pulmonary embolism as I held her beautiful face in my hands and watched the light leave her eyes. We had just celebrated her 31st birthday the day before. She had been sent home by three hospitals who misdiagnosed her with pneumonia in the past week. I had finally been able to schedule her to see my mom’s pulmonologist on 8/17, but she didn’t live to see that day. After all of this, 20yrs later, I am still here not on my strength, but by God’s grace and mercy. He loved them! He loves me! He loves you! He cares and your life still matters to others and to Him. Helping others will save you!🙏🏼