My name is Peter Vincenzo Bullara. I am a 16 year old junior in high school. This year on Christmas day, my mothers life was tragically taken by a heart attack. She was rushed to the hospital, and immediately given medical aid, however after hours of trying to bring her back to life, my mother completely stopped breathing. I remember talking to my mother just hours before her passing, if only I would have known that this would be the last time that I would ever talk to her. The cost of the funeral is going to be expensive and I am scared that I might have to sell my truck in order to give my mother the funeral that she deserves. I ask that anyone with a kind enough heart can just try to understand what I am going through right now and even help in the slightest to donate and help raise enough money to help me and my sister afford the funeral.

My mother was my biggest supporter in everything I did, she was the only person that I can say truly believed in me. Now that she's gone, I would like to share a poem that she had written before she passed away.

"Love your life.

Take pictures of everything.

Tell people you love them.

Talk to random strangers.

Do things you're scared to do.

So many of us die, and nobody remembers

a thing we did.

Take your life and make it

the best story in the world!

don't waste it."