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Jefferson Family

I’ve lost the two most important women a young girl could lose: a mother and a big sister. Both suddenly, and within ten months of each other. I like to think that one day I’ll know why this happened to me. That’s what keeps me going, knowing that my story is going to help someone. That someone could be a close friend, a family member, a complete stranger, or that someone could be me. That’s crazy to think about; how can the death of those you love help you? I know one thing, that in the face of adversity, I’m one tough cookie.