Hey My Angel Mandi,The holidays are over and a new year is approaching. I remember We would have a little party and you would bring out your karoake machine and we'd sing all night. I have a cd with you singing and it just breaks my heart. Rays friend has Fancy as her ring tone. He heard it for the first time and came running to me. It brought tears to his eyes, he misses you so much. Dad, Ray and I went to your grave and placed a white glass cat with blue eyes on it. I wish I could've gave you something personally. All I would have wanted was a hug or kiss from you. I have cried so much. While standing at your grave side, Daddy said, "Merry Christmas, Sissy."  I know I can't compete with Heaven. Heaven was a goal that We talked about the weekend before the accident. Daddy is still doing good physically. He has lost so much weight. It scares me. I don't talk to no one about it. I pray a lot hoping that everything will be alright.  I feel like God is punishing me for something I did. He took my baby, my dad, and letting Allen go through so much. I would of gladly took your place. I was told God picks beautiful flowers and not thorns. Mandi you are the most beautiful flower in his bouquet. I LOVE YOU AND MISS YOU SO MUCH. Hugs and Kisses, *MY ANGEL MANDI*   love ya, Mom