Day after day after day the sun rises and the sun sets. We take for granted the fact that as it rises, the people in our lives will rise with it. Sixty long days ago, on the morning of December 9, 2018 the sun rose, and my sweet niece didn’t.
Emily Elizabeth Todd was 25 years old. Her life was stolen from her when she was senselessly shot and killed by someone she met online, whom she had only known for two weeks. The monster who confessed to murdering her claims he did so because he “needed money.” My niece’s life was only worth a lousy $450 dollars. She had hopes and dreams for her future. She was a daughter, a sister, a granddaughter, a niece, a cousin, a friend, a healer, a poet, a nature-lover, an islander, an artist, a shaman, and a lover of life. She had a heart of gold and a soul that shined.
My family will never, ever, ever be the same again. This terrible, senseless, horrific tragedy has left my family broken and brokenhearted. We will never give up trying to move mountains in your honor, Emily. We will see to it that changes are made in this country!