My son Matthew Rogers Jr. was murdered November 20, 2016, leaving a club in Chicago, in Wicker Park. This was the most unimaginable feeling any parent should have to go through. When I received the call from my daughter telling me my son had been shot, I passed out! When I woke up, I was at the hospital, hoping my son was OK, but the doctor said he didn’t make it. I fell to the floor again, huddled up in a ball, trying to make sense of what was said to me regarding one of my six children. It’s like my heart consisted of six pieces made of glass and it was dropped, and now I only had five pieces. I lie in my bed, crying myself to sleep, hoping this was a dream. I wake up knowing my heart will be broken forever because my firtborn son is no longer with us.