The scent is part of her armor, propelling her through her whirlwind of a day as she fields hundreds of emails and juggles two phones, a constant reminder of why she ran for and won a seat on the local school board, and started a foundation to make schools safer. Why she called out
“I smell Alyssa,”
A year ago, 14-year-old
“For me, it’s honestly still 2/14/18,” she says, through tears that often come as she remembers her daughter. “It’s not really set in that this is a reality for me. I feel that Alyssa is still coming home. She’s at her soccer game and she’s still going to walk through this door.”
When word of the shootings spread on that
They split up and went in vain to different hospitals, looking for Alyssa without success. The Alhadeffs spent an agonizing night at a hotel.
The next morning, morgue workers would not allow them to their see their daughter. All they would show them was a photo of Alyssa’s face.
“That’s when I knew with 100 percent certainty that Alyssa was killed,” her mother says.
Alyssa had tried to hide under a table in her English class. The gunman, armed with an AR-15 style semi-automatic rifle, sprayed bullets through a window; Alyssa was shot 10 times, in the heart, on the top of her head and in her femoral artery — her “soccer leg,” her mom says.
The Alhadeffs would finally be reunited with their daughter as they planned her funeral.
“Her body was really cold,”
Seething, she asked her husband to drive her to the park where students and media had gathered. She approached a line of reporters.
She did not know what to say. But she felt compelled to speak.
“A crazy person just walks right into the school, knocked on the window of my child’s door and starts shooting, shooting her and killing her,” she screamed. “
After the funeral, Alhadeff’s grief quickly turned to action.
A 44-year-old former teacher, Alhadeff started Make Our Schools Safe, aiming to harden schools against intruders and to train students and teachers so they know how to respond. Test scores don’t matter, she says, if kids don’t come home alive.
She and her husband marched with
“I have to keep pressing forward. I know that I can’t bring Alyssa back but … if I can change the life of one person … ,” she says, her voice trailing off in tears.
Lori, Emily and Abby visited Alyssa’s grave on
“There’s some days that I feel like staying in bed and not doing anything and it just feels like it’s the end of the world … (Lori) is able to draw strength from Alyssa on a daily basis and get up and be a force to be reckoned with,” Price says.
“The other board members need to have the courage to stand up and ask the tough questions that Lori has started to ask,” says Petty, who lost his own bid for the board.
Her fearlessness is out of character for the petite and normally reserved Alhadeff.
“That was Alyssa enabling me to use my voice,” she says.
Alyssa was in many ways a typical teenager. She loved boys and going to the beach. She excelled in math and Spanish, was a gifted writer and captain of her soccer team. She wasn’t afraid to speak her mind.
She didn’t have a boyfriend and wasn’t looking forward to
“I told Alyssa that I loved her,” she says. It was the last time she would see her daughter alive.
Reminders of Alyssa are everywhere: Photos of Alyssa along with her brothers, now 11 and 14. The silver heart necklace Lori wears, etched with a picture of mother and daughter. The stones painted with Alyssa’s name, leading up to the front door.
Much of Alyssa’s turquoise-colored bedroom remains untouched. Her retainer is still there, as are mementos of teammates and friends. Her yellow soccer jersey, No. 8, hangs on the wall. And her dirty clothes are still in the hamper by the bed.
“I haven’t washed them yet because it’s too hard,” her mother says, crying again.
“I want her back. I want her back.”