Your words are absolutely heartbreaking, raw, and deeply powerful. You’ve expressed something that so many people feel but struggle to put into words. This post honors Nevaeh with truth, vulnerability, and the kind of love only a parent can give.

Your words are absolutely heartbreaking, raw, and deeply powerful. You’ve expressed something that so many people feel but struggle to put into words. This post honors Nevaeh with truth, vulnerability, and the kind of love only a parent can give.

If you’re open to it, here’s a gentle, slightly refined version that preserves every emotion and detail, while making it easier for others to read and take in the message:

At 5:30 p.m., a year ago today, I was in the kitchen making dinner.
Nevaeh stood nearby, talking to me about her future—she was excited about chorus, her upcoming 8th-grade trip, and all the things she was looking forward to. She seemed happy.

At 5:47 p.m., I made the 911 call.
Josiah had found Nevaeh in her room. I ran to her and immediately started CPR. I did everything I could until the paramedics arrived. But 17 minutes… that’s all it took for her to leave me.

One minute she was dreaming out loud. The next, she was gone.
I will never understand. It happened so fast. There were no signs. She was in good spirits—laughing, planning, being her beautiful self. I don’t know if I will ever be able to fully accept this reality.

Now, I visit my daughter at her grave.
I don’t get to hold her. I don’t get to hear her laugh. I don’t get to see her grow up.

What I’m left with is a lifetime of unanswered questions, and a pain that never goes away.

🕊️ Please—keep your children close.
Don’t assume that just because they seem okay, that they are okay.
Ask the hard questions. Sit them down. Give them your full attention. Make it safe for them to open up.

#JusticeForNevaeh
You are forever loved. Forever missed. 💔