On March 14, 2016, I realized that my beautiful firstborn son A’mani Hugh Anthony Miller was missing. On March 15th, my worst nightmare came true: my son was beaten, stabbed and shot multiple times, and killed.
A’mani had just turned 23 in December. His dream was to be in the music industry; his stage name was MADO. He performed, wrote, and produced music, and he left behind several songs, including a song for me and his younger brother. A’mani also wanted to open up hotels – he wanted to help the community and create jobs under his company name, Team Fuego.
To know A’mani was to love him. He was very handsome, and was a professional child/teen model for several years. He was very intelligent, extremely talented, loving, caring, funny (with a memorable laugh), and giving. He loved me, his family, and his friends so much. A’mani enjoyed playing video games and entered and won video game tournaments weekly. He was known as “Lucario Money” to fellow gamers.
I lost my beautiful, precious son to senseless gun violence. His death has affected me in the worst ways. I suffer from depression and anxiety, and I have been battling cancer. My life will never be the same. I feel like my heart has been ripped from my chest. I pray that gun violence will come to an end, and I thank all who advocate against it.
My heart, family, and friends’ hearts will be forever be broken. A’mani is undeniably deeply missed. But we will continue to fight for his JUSTICE.