Mother’s Day is always one of the hardest days of the year for me.

Since I lost my son Jordan almost 12 years ago, I’ve carried his memory with me everywhere - in each new journey since. (1/x) When I first ran in 2018, when nobody thought we could win, Jordan’s spirit was right there with me.

Every time someone would tell me running was a mistake and that we couldn’t win - I felt like Jordan was telling me “Mom, WE got this.” (2/x)

Today is my son Jordan's 29th birthday. Parents who have lost children know the heartbreak that comes with each passing birthday.

I find that writing my son letters keeps me hopeful and reminds me of the power in turning my pain into purpose.👇 (1/x) Dear Jordan,

For seventeen years, your birthday was always something we loved to plan. Lighting up your birthday candles was always a warm and festive way to wrap up the holiday season. (2/x)

Today was supposed to be Jordan’s 27th birthday. As much joy the memory of his birth brings me, it nonetheless is a challenging day of the year.

Since his murder, I’ve found writing him letters still gives me a way to celebrate my special boy: Dear Jordan,

You would have turned 27 today. I probably would have joked with you that you’re officially in your “late twenties” now. I say ‘would’ because almost ten years ago, you were stolen from me.

My son was murdered 9 years ago today. He would have been 26 this year.

I write a letter to my son every year, and today I am sharing that letter. It is more important than ever that we are standing up and speaking our truth.

Dear Jordan, With the high profile trials in the news recently, I’ve been thinking a lot about the trial of your killer. If you were still with us, I’m sure you would have had a lot to say about the Rittenhouse verdict, and the trial of the men who killed Ahmaud Arbery.

Today is my son Jordan's 26th birthday. This is one of the hardest days of the year.

This year, I wrote Jordan a letter:

Happy birthday, Jordan. How I wish you were still here to celebrate with us. I know you are with me, watching over me every day.. (1/x) ...but I would give anything just to hug you and hear your voice once more.

I often think about where we would be and what we would be doing if you hadn’t been taken from us far too soon — before you even entered adulthood. (2/x)

Today marks 8 years since my son Jordan was stolen from me.

Every year, I write a letter to my son. Read below - and remember there are still thousands of families in this country being torn apart every single day from gun violence. To Jordan:

I miss you. It’s been eight years since I got to hug and kiss you.

I had no way to know that the last time I hugged you would be the last time I embraced you in this life.

This is not an easy Mother's Day. These are two pictures of two mothers who had their sons #JordanDavis and #AhmaudArbery ripped away suddenly because of gun violence.

(1/x) You know my story. You know my son was killed in 2012 by a man who shot 10 rounds at him because he and his friends were playing music in their car. A man unloaded a clip on my son and took his life. So as you can imagine, Mother’s Day is not a normal day for me.

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Today is my son Jordan’s 25th birthday. I often think about what I would say to him if he were still here with us.

This year, I wanted to share a message that I wrote to Jordan on what would have been his 25th birthday. Dear Jordan,

Eight years ago, you were stolen from me. The last conversation we had seemed so normal. You told me how much you had enjoyed Thanksgiving, and that you loved being able to see your friends.

I had no idea that would be the last time I heard your voice.

A local GOP official said my son was killed in a "drug deal gone bad." He later said Jordan was murdered by one of his "thug friends."

Paul -- let me be clear: This is pathetic.

I am regularly attacked with falsehoods, so please - help me fight back ➡️secure.actblue.com/donate/0120soc… Losing a child NEVER gets any easier. My son was shot & killed simply for playing his music.

Our movie theaters, gas stations, parks, malls, & schools must be safe for our families.

After the murder of my son, I stood up to change the laws that failed my family.

Today is an especially hard time for my family. In 2012 on Black Friday, my son Jordan was shot and killed.

I always spend this time of the year in deep reflection. I think about my son, my faith, and my family.

[1/x] I recall my statement on the stand to my son's killer:

“There will be no graduation, daughter-in-law, or future generation for us. I too must be willing to forgive, and so I choose to forgive you for taking my son’s life. I pray that God has mercy on your soul.”

Today marks seven years after my son, Jordan, was shot for playing his music.

This is always the hardest day of the year for me. So this year, I want to share a letter I wrote to my son.

Dear Jordan:

[1/x] Seven years ago today, it was Black Friday in 2012. I was relaxing with our family at home after Thanksgiving.

That afternoon, you were headed to the mall to buy presents for your friends.

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Politics is a tough field, but nobody is tougher than a grieving Mother.

What I need most is for you to stand with me. I am asking you to have my back - because I cannot do this without you.

I'm humbled by all of your support. You can donate here: secure.actblue.com/donate/0819soc…

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When National Republicans and Fox News attacked and mocked my elderly mother-in-law in April, I thought it was a new low.

I set the record straight.

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(1/x) Hi NRA! It's time we clear something up.

I won this race because - after my son was senselessly murdered in 2012 - I stood up to do something about it.

I knew it was time to fight back.

⬇️ Stand with me ⬇️
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shareblue.com/nra-president-… I was just a Marietta mom. I loved my son Jordan more than anything else in this world.

After Jordan was murdered - I realized that nobody was going change our laws for us, so I had to do it myself.

My son was murdered exactly six years ago to date. Every year, I am reminded that the title “reluctant activist” is painfully accurate.

This year, today comes just two months before I will fight for my son’s legacy in Congress - but it does not make the pain any less.

[1/4] I know that I have been called to fight for change.

Because on the very same day I lost my son, there were 95 OTHER families in this country learning they, too, lost a loved one to gun violence.

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