Our Story

My nephew Jake lost his life at just 14. He was born when I was just 17, and he quickly became my sidekick. His loss was devastating-not just for me and my family, but for everyone whose life he touched. Jake was always pulling weeds for others, helping them grow, yet he struggled to pull the weeds in his own life and see the beautiful flower he truly was. He knew he was loved and that he mattered, but the weight he carried became too much to bear alone.