My son Deonte Hoard was a loving and caring and happy young man. He was taken from me just a few weeks before his 18th birthday. He couldn’t wait to go on prom and graduation at high school. Deonte’s dream was to play in the NBA and own his own team one day. My life has changed so much. One minute, I am sad, and the next, I am happy. My emotions are all over the place. The pain is so unbearable. At times I can hardly breathe. I know I will find peace one day.