My mom died May 7th 6:12 AM from Breast Cancer.
It's been hard these few months, I was pulled from school by my parents and am home schooled by my father.
My brother moved out and my sister isn't the same.
I have began to think more about life and what little time we have left and how much people waste time. We waste time hating, we waste time fighting, we waste time arguing. I have decided I want to be an activist for peace and living life to the fullest. I couldn't have made it through this tragedy without my family and my best friends Shea-Lynn and Alanna.
I have regrets. I should have told my mom I loved her every day, I should have been a better daughter, maybe I shouldn't have argued with her. Maybe maybe maybe.
It's too late now.
I have advice for everyone: Don't waste time you don't know how much time is left.
Much Love, Taylor.





