Imani is my daughter. I decided to set up this page for her to let people know she was a fun loving young lady. She was always smiling and always making someone laugh. I miss her so much and wish that dreadful day would have never happened. There is nothing I can do to change that evening but I can keep her memory alive within in my heart.
Sometime the world do not understand and may wonder why I would just not let it die. My child meant the world to me and I will never forget what happened to her on that night. It is okay if I grieve alone. People come around when something first happen and after everything is over they are gone. I know everyone has to go on with there life and that is okay. I move on through life but the death of my daughter will forever be with me. I know if one has not lost someone close they will not understand the magnitude of my pain. This is therapy for me to be able to sit here and get my thoughts out.
Mani that is what I called her was only 17 years old when she was killed. I don't know why she left. I do not know why God did not let her live and I do not question that. I just want to keep her memory alive. I don't want her to be someone who live and died and was forgotten.
I will do what I can as a mother to make sure birthday's, and any other important event will include her. We love you honey and you will forever be in our hearts.
