We lost our daughter.
There is still a lot of pain, a lot of anger, a lot of emptiness. She was a huge part of our world that suddenly vanished.
I miss her smile, huge and full of joy.
I miss her laugh, loud and cackling.
I miss the softness of her hands.
I miss her strange mix of TV viewing - Jerry Springer, CSI, horror movies, South Park and Winnie the Pooh.
I miss the way she enjoyed good food.
I miss the way she got so excited at Christmas, not being able to sleep even when she was 16, and the way she shook with excitement when opening her presents.
I even miss the arguments - boy, could she hold down an argument! After our experiences with her the others haven't got a chance, we are battle-hardened veterans!
And I miss the way at the end of a day out or at college she would have to tell us every single detail of her day.
I miss her so much. But I also know that she is now in a wonderful place where the problems of the world cannot touch her and, when the time comes, we will all be together again.