Project Lacey began the day my world changed—
the day I lost someone whose smile, whose softness, whose spirit should still be here.

Her absence left a space nothing could fill…
so I decided to fill it with purpose.

I created this project because I couldn’t let her story end in silence.
Because she deserved more—
and so does every person whose life is touched by fentanyl
without ever knowing the danger in front of them.

Carrying Her Forward

Every Narcan kit I hand out feels like a small prayer whispered in her name.
Every test strip is a reminder that someone might live because she didn’t.

This work is not abstract for me.
It’s not numbers.
It’s not headlines.

It’s her.
It’s the love I still carry.
It’s the ache turned into action.

How Grief Became My Guide

Losing Lacey didn’t just break me— it reshaped me.
It taught me how fragile a life is, how quickly a future can slip away,
and how desperately people need tools, truth, and compassion.

So now, I choose to show up.
To offer kindness.
To share the things that can save a life in seconds.
To protect the people she would have wanted protected.

Her Light Lives On

Project Lacey is my promise to her:
that her story will help someone else stay alive…
that her love will keep traveling outward…
that she will never, ever be forgotten.

Her light didn’t fade.
It moved into my hands—
and now into the hands of every person we help.

This is for her.
All of it.
Always.