About Alana

Introducing myself isn’t easy, but my story begins clearly: on May 27, 2020, at 4:18 PM, my life changed forever. I was hit by a drunk driver, and my son Travis—30 weeks in utero—lost his life. His sacrifice saved mine.

Losing him was the most painful moment of my life, but it also awakened a deeper purpose. In my grief, I discovered strength and a calling: to help others find hope after child loss. Grief never fully fades, but it can inspire us to do good, to heal, and to honor our children without losing ourselves.

That tragic day didn’t just take my son—it reshaped who I am. Through pain, I’ve found my mission: to support, uplift, and walk beside others on their healing journey. I may not have all the answers, but I offer empathy, understanding, and the courage to keep going.

To every grieving parent, especially mothers—I see you. We share a bond through love and loss. I’ve always believed in my resilience, and now I use it to bring light to others. I’m here for you, for your child, and in honor of Travis Anthony Long, whose spirit guides me every day.

Let’s find strength—and healing—together.

Meet Travis

Travis was a beautiful, unexpected blessing. I remember the joy of discovering I was pregnant with him—every detail of that moment is etched in my heart. Though the pregnancy had challenges, I cherished it deeply, especially after my first son, Dominic, was born early and spent time in the NICU. I longed for a normal experience and dreamed of watching my two boys grow up together—best friends, side by side.

We were preparing for a new chapter: a move into our dream home, a fresh start surrounded by nature. Life felt full of hope and promise.

Though Travis never got to experience that life, I choose to focus on who he was and still is—my angel, my miracle. He saved me, gave me purpose, and continues to guide me through signs and divine moments. His spirit lives on, reminding me daily of love, resilience, and a higher calling.

Travis Anthony Long is my son—forever missed, forever loved. I hold onto the hope of one day holding him again in heaven.

Mommy loves you, Travis.