My mother suffered a lifetime battle with depression, and I'm glad she's no longer suffering... But the last two years of her life were the happiest I'd ever seen her. It seemed like everything was finally starting to go right for her. And then she was gone. I had so many plans with her, we all did... When she was little, my grandmother went to Disneyland without her. I thought that was terribly selfish, so I was going to make it right. She was saving her vacation up for summer to go with me and my daughter. Now, we're spending her vacation pay on rent. It just feels wrong. I don't think I have the will to go on without her... I understand what she did that night completely. I wish I could go with her, but all these people she left behind need me.