9 days ago my 17 yr daughter was killed in a crash. She was one of those rare young people who professed her faith in God to all around her and spent three weeks this summer with a Christian Youth based group out of NC traveling the U.S. I try very hard everyday to be strong like she would want me to be and with 3 other children I know I have to be...but there are times during the day when I can't even breath, I walk the house at nite thinking...she's going to walk in and say..."No momma that wasn't me in the crash" I feel so empty inside and did I not have my faith which teaches me suicide is a mortal sin (thus knowing I would never get to see her again) I would surely have left by now...