Headstone for Cayla Danenberg

Hi, my name is Robin Danenberg. On the night of May 17th, a police officer ( J. L. Webb #6o6), came to my door, (I immediately thought I did something wrong, so I asked him what I did) and asked me if I had a daughter named Cayla Danenberg. I had no idea what saying yes would do to my life, I, of course, said yes. He then told me my daughter had a car accident. I just really felt light-headed, like I would pass out. I asked if she was dead, (I felt as if she were). The officer told me he doesn't know because they are unable to find the car.
I stood there in disbelief. We have waited for what feels like an eternity to find out where her body is. I have never felt so helpless. My husband died 3 years and six days before, (on Mother's Day of 2013). The wait for some kind of news about my daughter has almost been unbearable .My daughter had plans to move back to the Treasure Valley in just two weeks, (they were going back up to Moscow to finish their two weeks that they had given their employer). She had a job all lined up, an apartment, and she was going to finish college at BSU. The funds raised would help me with the funeral I plan on having, (when they find her), as I am not working, I am on disability. The outcry of support has been greatly appreciated. I can't believe how many people have come together in support of me. Iam forever grateful. Thank you from the bottom of my heart.  I need to raise the money so I can give her a proper farewell.   Robin M. Danenberg