my name is karen miller rotolo. iam 25 years old and a mother of a two and a half year old. This is my story. my beloved mother took her life march 18,2008. within the last three years she has lost her home, and all her belongings to katrina. she quit her job from the stress of starting over, and her marriage of eleven years ended. right after katrina she lived in an rv in the driveway at my grandparents house. she then received a fema trailor. after making plans to rebuild a home on her property, and the tralior was removed, she moved into a rental house. the owner of the house did not have it inspected so she was put in a hotel room for a total of two or three weeks. when the owner could no longer afford the hotel my mother then asked her boss to rent out his camper trailor, and the plans for her house where put on hold. after a few months of staying in the camper trailor the neighborhood started a petition to remove the trailor because it made the neighborhood look bad. now the trailor is gone and so is my mother. that is all she had to call home. she had the permit for the plans on the house signed the day before she took her life. my mother was the strongest person i knew. she was hard working, kind, loving. she lived in lakeview for eleven years. she was a community helper and she loved new orleans. never did i think that at 25 years old i would have to bury my mother. she loved life but katrina stole her soul three years ago. my mother was my best friend, and my backbone in life. katrina stole that away from me.