My best friends daughter lost here life at only 14 years of age. Like so many children of close loved ones they become your extended family. Watching my friend hurt and being judged years after her loss by others thinking she should have moved on. I wrote this for my best friend, her and myself because although I missed her like my own, she was the daughter to my best friend. A wonderful woman that should be able to miss this wonderful girl that touched our lives and not have a healing cut off date. A token of how special they are.