Our mother had a beautiful soul. She was the strongest woman we ever could have known. She had a laugh that would light up a room and she made an impact on everyone she met. Her addiction began with physical pain and doctors who thought they were doing right. Even in the middle of it, she uprooted her life and moved home to take care of her dying mom, which she did with strength, compassion, and love. She fought this storm that she was never meant to come out of. I don't know why God called her home when he did, why things happened, but I know it wasn't in vain. Because of her, I have begun a new career path, starting with becoming a peer specialist, and I will devote the rest of my life to helping others win the battle she couldn't. Her loss will allow others to live. Family was everything to her and this loss has propelled her children, and our children, to places we never thought we'd be. Because of Mom, we are strong and resilient. Because of Mom, we are kind and compassionate.