(Rio Rancho, NM)
On my birthday last year I woke up to a phone call telling me that my daughter was dead. 23 years old and a 2 year old daughter waiting for her mother to come home. Her mother was in jail waiting to go to a program that would take them both and hopefully get their lives going in the right direction. She made a lot of the same mistakes I made when I was young and ended up in jail. I thought she would be safe there... she was not. She died of an overdose right there in jail. I was devastated. I still am. The one thing keeping me together is she left a beautiful little girl that was actually born on the same day she was, 21 years later. So now I have a second chance. I thank God every day for her even when she's driving me nuts. I was blessed.