why i say "life goes on"

why i say "life goes on"....lets start from the beginning. In 1987 the Lord blessed me with my first daughter , Harley Davidson Bivens. She was as perfect as perfect could be and I was so very blessed. In 1990 she was given a little sister, Monica Dane Bivens and again,as perfect as perfect could be. There are no words to describe motherhood. This is a wonderful gift from God. I found out in June 19, 2005 that what God gives, God can also take away. Harley, a beautiful,happy, smart, young lady and she was so much more. we had just finished Bible school and she had rededicated her life to the Lord. Sunday June 19, 2005 was Fathers Day...supposed to be a day to celebrate. We got up, went to church and Harley had to leave after sunday school class to open the store she worked at, we did our normal sunday thing, visited my dad's grave to place new flowers there, visited Donnie's dad and came home. We went back to church and afterwards went to eat at cracker barrel...Harley called and was getting off work so i ask her if she was coming to eat, she said no, that she was getting snow biz and renting a movie. I said "ok, I love you, bye"...she was killed approximatley 2 1/2 hrs later...now i find out "life goes on", but how??? Why???? This is something that a mother is never supposed to face...in our eyes anyway. God never said that we would out live our children, he never said that we would never have to give him back what he gave to us....life goes on and you don't even know where to start...?? Harley was killed at around 9:45 pm, I knew something was wrong, i was very restless, aggitated, and i knew there was something wrong. At 12 midnight a dear friend Johnny Pippenger and Pastor Gary Sears (along with a police officer) show up on my doorstep. I went to the door and I will never as long as I live forget what was said, what happened...it was as if time started going in slow motion....very, very, slow motion. He said " do you have a daughter named Harley Bivens" I said "yes" he said "well i have some bad news, she has been in an accident" I said "ok, where is she" (thinking he would take me to the hospital with her) He said "she was killed and she has been taken to the morgue"....time stood still as those words penetrated my ears. I screamed as i had never in my life screamed before...it was a sound that i can still hear in my head to this day and poor Johnny, i beat him in the chest so hard that i don't know how he could have still been standing...I screamed "NO, NO, NO" over and over and over...how can someone just come and tell you your daughter is gone, how could God have done this to me? I sat on the couch and just said "oh, jesus, jesus, jesus"...once again, over and over and over....I found out very few details that night...mostly lies....i had to research and find out MOST of the truth. Harley had been hit by a car just about 100 yards from her dad's house (this was her 8th day of staying there house sitting for her dad while he was out of town). It would be about 15 hrs before i saw my daughter again (at the morgue)...this would be the longest week of my life. I will continue this later, i am gonna have to tell this backwards now and it has been 4 yrs and 3 months so i will go a little at a time