HELP SAVE A LIFE

On January 21, 2005 my life and the life of my family was changed forever. The day has forever etched in my memory, burning pictures of my precious daughter's most horrific death. Most of you know the story, and for those of you who don't, I will tell a shortened version for the purpose to provide education and to raise awareness of an epidmic which we are now facing.
That day started as every other day started, uneventful, busy and extremely excited.
Our family had recently purchased a new house and we were busily trying to prepare the house so that we could move in. We were cleaning, painting and having it recarpeted. That day, Friday, was filled with the above along with the eager excitement of an impending snowstorm.
It was late afternoon, and I had just picked BB up from school. BB, E and K were with me in the house as was the painter. About 4Pm in the afternoon, B called and asked if we could take the kids to Perkins for dinner. I thought it was a good idea and continued my job of cleaning up the day's paintbrushes and paint cans, etc. K's room had just been completed and the carpet company had finished and left for the day. I showed K her new bedroom and told her she could go play in it. I took off her spider sneakers and she eagerly went into her room carrying her Buzz Lightyear toy in one hand and a box of smores Crackers in the other. The boys were playing Playstation in another bedroom. Before sending K into her room, I glanced around at the newly painted pink walls and saw the two wardrobe cabinets against the wall with the smaller dresser inbetween....all three pieces left by the previous owner. I saw nothing that I thought was dangerous in that room. It was clean, no wires and looked beautiful. I continued my cleaning and each time I walked by that room I would see K in there. The last time I saw my baby, she was lying on the floor with her head facing me at the door as she continued munching on those crackers holding Buzz.
Then I heard the crash. A deafening sound...a sound like no other...
I ran and got to K within seconds. At first, I didn't see her...all that was visible was a thousand pieces of broken glass and board covering my daughter. I screamed for the painter and we both began pulling the pieces off her.
I will never forget the image of my daughter's lifeless body. I will never forget the images of my two sons who watched in horror as their sister slipped into Jesus' arms. I will never forget crying and clinging to my husband and he to me as we told our boys that their baby sister has gone to be with Jesus in Heaven. I will never forget trying to put my weeping boys to bed as my tears dampened their covers and their clothes. I will never forget waking for the next year, automatically wanting to look into my daughter's room and finding her bed empty.

Please, please take this story and use it to help protect your children and children that you know. I did not know that furniture could be dangerous. I had never heard of furniture tip-over before. Please don't let this type of accident happen to you. Help us Save A Life. Please secure your furniture to a stud in the wall. It does not matter if your furniture is a well made expensive piece, or a piece made out of particle board. It all CAN TIP!!! And if you think it can't....remember...8 to 10,000 people a year are injured by furniture tip-over. Don't become a statistic.
Thank you and please scroll down to watch the slide show.

J