I married Steven Schwartz, the love my life, when I was 22. When I was 27, Steve was murdered by a drunk driver. The driver was going the wrong way, 100mph with no headlights on at midnight. On that day in 2012, Steve left for heaven and left behind and our one-year-old son and me. Seven years have passed since we put him to rest, and we need to fix his gravestone. The cemetery had the wrong information engraved onto his stone. They've refused to replace it because the paperwork has my signature. But when you're grieving and trying to take care of a baby, it's easy to make mistakes. I am trying to raise money now to have it replaced because I cannot afford the cost on my own and I am hoping to reach out to friends and the community to see if anyone would like to help do this with me. The incorrect gravestone has been a constant source of pain for me and for numerous family members. Thank you. Anything helps. Love, Alyssa