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“My only child, Amber, loved life. We were very close; she was my mini-me!” Amber’s mother Shelly writes. #174aDay hubs.ly/H0g2pm20

Austin’s mother Victoria writes, “I learned how to have him arrested, 5150, not give money or gift cards, and even slam my door and let him live in bushes. However, I had an agreement, with him: ’If you ask for help, I will drop everything.’” #174aDay hubs.ly/H0g2pYf0

“Those 13 years when [Bobby] was battling addiction were a living hell for our family. We didn’t think that anyone else could possibly understand and we feared being judged by both friends and family,” writes Bobby’s mother Moira. #174aDay hubs.ly/H0g2nTN0

“Cassidy loved animals, singing, acting and music; she lived and did everything she loved in full throttle,” Cassidy’s mother Charla remembers. #174aDay hubs.ly/H0g2ph-0

“During those seven years Matt was in and out of rehab. I refer to that time in our lives as ‘The revolving doors of rehab.’ I felt like we were strapped on a roller coaster holding on for the ride of our lives,” Matt’s mother MaryBeth writes. #174aDay hubs.ly/H0g1Yxx0

“Cody was a musical and math genius, and after college, he moved to Hawaii to become a high school math teacher. He was living his dream of surfing big waves and working a job that he loved,” Cody’s mother Rhonda remembers. #174aDay hubs.ly/H0fSStF0

“Andy was a big dreamer and made concrete plans for his future. He started a retirement savings account at the age of 16 when he started working his very first job,” Andy’s mother Sally writes. #174aDay hubs.ly/H0fSS620

“[Travis] was making changes in his life and posting publicly about them. He talked about his desire to start a family and own a business of his own someday,” Travis mother Betty writes. #174aDay hubs.ly/H0fSSsv0

Amber’s uncle Lou shares the words of Amber’s grandfather: “To me, [Amber] was both a child and a grandchild; the two could never be separated. She brought the joy of a grandchild and the anxiety of a child all at one time.” #174aDay hubs.ly/H0fSSs40

“[Andrew] was driven and it seemed as though he had the world at his fingertips. Andrew was confident about his opinions, view of the world and goals in life. He inspired many people during his short life,” Andrew’s mother Margie writes. #174aDay hubs.ly/H0fSS3T0

“Jr. (Richard) loved spending time with his family. Jr.’s two boys, Ethan (age 13) and Sabestian (age 2), were his pride and joy. He absolutely loved watching Ethan play baseball,” shares Richard’s mother Sue. #174aDay hubs.ly/H0fSSn_0

“Three years ago we lost [Michael’s] best friend, Steve, to a heroin overdose. They are buried beside each other,” Michael’s mother Audra writes. #174aDay hubs.ly/H0fSSlC0

“[Ryan] was an incredible guitar player; I remember sending him to guitar lessons when he was in junior high, and after just a few classes he told me, ‘Mom, I need to give this instructor lessons,’” Ryan’s mother Janice remembers. #174aDay hubs.ly/H0fSSkq0

“[Robert and Eric] are both are so very missed. Life is just not as full as it should be. Their loss has forever changed our lives,” Robert and Eric’s mother, Pat, writes. #174aDay hubs.ly/H0fSR-p0

“No one could save Justin--not his family, friends, nor Justin himself, but it is my hope that with much needed change, Justin's tragedy and my advocacy can help to save millions of young lives,” writes Justin’s father Gregg. #174aDay hubs.ly/H0fSSmM0

“[Jordan] seemed to be doing very well this time around. He was involved with a new girlfriend and had a positive outlook of the future. He seemed to be enjoying the life he was living,” Jordan’s cousin Adam remembers. #174aDay hubs.ly/H0fW9lr0

“My brother, RJ, was born on March 26, 1990 - 2 months before my 6th birthday and from day one, I was completely in love. He was the sweetest, cutest little boy from the start,” writes RJ’s sister, Jessica. #174aDay hubs.ly/H0fVmB_0

“Through it all [David] was a loving and giving young man--always willing to help others. He had a sense of humor that could rival the best and put a smile on your face on the worst of days,” writes David’s mother Rhonda. #174aDay hubs.ly/H0fJ9Gz0

"We called the police in hopes that (Erik) would be admitted to the hospital to stabilize, but he didn’t have health insurance and presented as well enough, so they released him," writes Erik's mother Cindy. #174aDay hubs.ly/H0fJ9Gd0

“[Greg] thought he should be strong enough to recover on his own, even though his last words to one of his friends were, ‘We can’t do this alone,’” writes Greg’s mother Corri. #174aDay hubs.ly/H0fJ9G30