Remembering our Bella

Isabella
“Bella”
Pierre-Louis

August 20, 2014 — February 22, 2025

Her life must be remembered.

Before the questions, before the headlines, before everything that came afterward, there was Bella.

Bella smiling beside her father, Dukens
Bella, 2014
2014
Bella, 2014
2014
Bella, 2015
2015
Bella, 2016
2016
Bella, 2017
2017
Bella, 2017
2017
Bella, 2018
2018
Bella, 2019
2019
Bella, 2019
2019
Bella, 2020
2020
2021
Bella, 2022
2022
Bella, 2022
2022
Bella smiling with braids, 2023
2023
Bella, 2024
2024
2025
Bella and Babe. A love for always.Her first days to February 2025
“All that we love deeply becomes a part of us.”
— Helen Keller

Why I created this website

A whole world
in one little girl.

“She called me Babe.
I called her my Bella.”

I created this website to share the little girl I knew and loved—her laughter, her imagination, her determination, and the ordinary moments that meant everything to us.

My hope is that you will take the time to know Bella: a child with her own personality, wishes, and plans.

I also created this website because I have felt pressured to remain silent through threats, accusations, and intimidation. I cannot know every person’s intentions, but I know how those experiences affected me. I will not let fear take away my voice or my place in Bella’s story. I have the right to remember my daughter, speak about what I experienced, and place my account beside the records so people can examine both for themselves.

“My silence would not make the accusations true. My voice does not make my grief less real.”
Read her story

Ten years of love

The ordinary moments
were everything.

Explore her life
The beginning

The beginning

The daughter I had been waiting for.

Bella and Babe

Bella and Babe

My teammate, my storytelling partner, my little girl.

Her imagination

Her imagination

Drawings, stories, and ideas that were entirely her own.

So much ahead of her

So much ahead of her

Wishes, adventures, and another year of growing.

Her story, remembered

A place to keep her close.

Bella gets the last word

“It’s easy, Babe. Let me show you.”

Her voice. Her spirit. Always remembered.