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It's so difficult to put this into words, because I never fathomed the day I would get that call, where the ground beneath my feet crumbled, the sky crashed down spinning, gravity multiplied, and my world flipped upside down. My parents, Brenda Aultman and Terry (a.k.a. Vann) Aultman, were brutally stabbed to death late Saturday night, walking their bicycles home from the Bike Week events. They we're not robbed, so the reason behind it is even more confusing and senseless. Daytona Beach authorities are working diligently and tirelessly to find the evil, deranged person who did this. I was advised by several close friends to start a GoFundMe, even though I'm not one to ever ask for help or handouts. It's extremely hard for me, because I'm stubborn, and would rather struggle to make ends meet on my own. But in this moment, I need to set aside my pride, and be realistic. We both are going to be out of work for an indefinite period of time, making countless trips back and forth to Daytona Beach, dealing with the legalities, paperwork, arrangements, and whatever other unexpected expenses that may incur along the way. This whole process is mind-numbing and surreal, and I'm still in denial of the gruesome reality. This is the most unbelievable situation, and the only way I can cope is by dissociating, so I can keep a clear, rational mental state to get through this the best I can. I feel like I'm outside of my body, witnessing everything from above. Please keep my family in your thoughts and prayers during this devastating time in all of our lives. Nothing will ever be the same again. We're all broken and destroyed, inside and out. I pray to God they find the suspect, and Justice is served for my beautiful parents. They were the last people on Earth to deserve this, and had so much life ahead of them. They had just gotten their dream home, a short walk from the ocean. We had been setting up so many future endeavors and excursions. Fishing, boating, bicycle adventures, grilling out, riding the ocean waves together. They were so loved and adored by every person who had the honor to know them. I'm going to miss their raw humor and playful banter. Their laughter is always lingering in my ears. Their genuine smiles, and the love in their eyes are permanently burnt into my mind. There is no greater horror than these circumstances. We are all lost, and there's nothing we can do to turn back time. A large piece of me will never return. Feeling happy will never be as attainable as it used to be. Thank you for all of the love and emotional support we've received so far from our friends, family, and especially the Daytona Beach Police Department that has been working day and night to get to the bottom of these ruthless, vicious killings. Mommy, I love you so much. Vann (Terry), you were a wonderful husband, stepfather, and 'Papa Vann' for the 9 years you were married to my mom. My daughter said you wanted to grow your beard to the ground and own 1,000 motorcycles someday. I hope you're able to achieve that in Heaven, and ride loud and proud with Jesus in the clouds. I know how much you loved my Mama, and she loved you just as much, or more! I hope Tiger and Lady are snuggled up in your lap, Mommy. Please keep an eye on us, and give us comfort when things get too dark or heavy. I will be keeping my eyes and ears wide open for any signs. I love you both forever. Bigger than the Sky, bigger than Eternity, bigger than the Universe. Rest in Peace. Someday, we'll be together again.