To all those who walked the hard miles but did not make it. You’re never forgotten.

Remembering those who have died – or been injured – because of overdose is an important part of International Overdose Awareness Day.

If you would like to commemorate somebody, please add Tributes here. Tributes will be posted below as soon as they are approved.

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Our beautiful Chloe Grace would have been 19 tomorrow, she died from a heroin overdose April 26, 2015 a few weeks after allowing someone to inject her, so here's a tribute to my angel, we miss you, your light will always shine illuminating dark places, dancing in my dreams , stay warm, always Daddy The Chloe Grace Foundation
James, You are greatly missed everyday. I struggle with what happened in the last 36 hours of your life. I know that you tried very hard to survive and I know that you came very close to surviving. I don't want to blame or hate anyone, I know that you would tell me that everyone did their best and that they were being the best friends that they could be. I'm working very hard to accept that. I'm so sorry that I didn't spend more time with you everyday that you were here with me. I will spend the rest of my life regretting that and looking forward to seeing you again!
My beautiful darling man Edward Matthew West (Eddie), died aged 49 years in Hastings, East Sussex, United Kingdom following an 18 year battle with addiction.  You will always be in my heart and thoughts, I miss you every day baby, and whilst the pain of losing you is just unbearable at times, the memories of the wonderful times we spent together will give me the strength to carry on. Always and forever, your chubster xxxxx
My son Derrick died of an accidental heroine overdose on 5/7/14 age 31, he is missed so much, fly high, shine bright my beautiful boy forever with me XX
Been over 4 years since my darling son Paul  passed away and I miss him so much rip paul
Rest In Peace Nicole. You're gone, but will never be forgotten. I love and miss you more than words can ever begin to describe. You will always be my big sister and not a day goes by that I don't think about you.. like mom always does.. xoxo your little sister..
Patrick J. Crouse Jr., 34, died July 19, 2015 in Phillipsburg, NJ due to a heroin over dose. He was a very colorful and unique person that was full of character and charisma. As many of his close friends and family knew, he would do anything he could for anyone. Patrick was born on December 26, 1980 to a life of mental illness. Throughout his younger years he struggled with mental illness that grew stronger than he could manage on his own. He learned to ease the pain by abusing his medication at a very young age. As he continued to get older his pain grew stronger. As a teen he turned to narcotics to self-medicate. This was the beginning of his life long battle with drug addiction. Early in his twenties, Patrick found that heroin silenced the voices in his head. He fought his addiction as hard and long as he could. Unfortunately, a life of recovery led to a pain for him that is too great for most to imagine and that caused him to relapse each time. Patrick was released from jail on July 10, 2015. He made the decision to silence the voices in his head one last time on July 18, 2015. He met his maker and was reunited with his father on July 19, 2015. Patrick's suffering is finally over and he is able to be at peace now. He is survived by a loving family, close friends, and recovering addicts around the world. If someone you know is suffering from drug addiction, please offer support and understanding. Patrick's friends, family and recovering addicts are asked to gather Sunday, July 26, 2015 at 3pm to view pictures of Patrick and share memories at the Rupell Funeral Home; 465 Memorial Parkway; Phillipsburg, NJ 08865. A Memorial Service will begin at 4pm. In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to a drug treatment program or support groups of your choice. Online condolences may be submitted at - See more at:
Rob, I lost u last week and I am having a really hard time understanding it all. I hate it, I feel angry, but most I feel a loss that is abundant and clear, u will no longer say, "HEY sis". I miss u bro, walk well in the next life, luv u,Shannon
Remembrance of Tracey. May she rest in Peace. And to all those others that have overdosed and passed on.
To our beautiful baby girl. Crissy we love you and miss you sweetheart. God bless you, all our love, Michelle, Malinda, and Stanton baby Summer xxxoo
Dear unknown <3 <3 <3, You have always haunted my memories like a soldier at midnight we can work like the old days. We hear beautiful when...
RIP Blain, Tracey and Sammy. I love u all 4 u r all Beautiful xxx
From Steven Morin, my first best friend....I'm very happy to have gone back north to hang with you at Salem Baptist Church. I put a $20 on your grave stone. I love you Lil brother. ..... to Shane Johnson,  we shared a lot of the same pain and so far I'm clean again brothers. Everyone in between Steven and Shane I love you all too many to name. May peace be with you.
My sweet Bo,I loved you with all of my heart and soul, and I stood by you as long as I could,but my heart was breaking, and I was getting very sick.I had to let you go.I tried to be strong for the both of us but I was weary.I miss you so much,it feels like someone has ripped my heart out.Your death has left me with such an emptiness,and  a terrible void.When I set you free I knew one day I would get the call that you were gone,but it is still a shock.I am grieving so hard for the man that one day I wanted to marry,but yesterday instead of buying my wedding dress,I wore a black dress.I only wish that you could have felt how much I loved you.I will always love you,you hold a special place in my heart.Rest in Peace my love.
Mary Jane
I'll miss you now and forever. My heart is so broken, since you are gone. I try to live, but without you, it's just so hard 💔💔mom loves you Rob. ROBERT PAUL REBYAK.   ❤️❤️❤️    12/7/1986 💔 4/9/2013
To my cousin Nick and my dear friend Bindi, you were so very much loved and are very much missed. May your souls rest in peace and your spirits live on in us who were blessed to know you. I will continue to rally for a world without overdose. Ange.
To Ralphie...It has been very painful for me to watch you struggle with your disease of addiction. For many years I watched you go back and forth in your sobriety. I knew your intentions were to stay clean but you struggled so much because of the deep pain and darkness you had inside. I found myself pushing you away because it hurt me too much to watch you self-destruct. I still feel a tremendous amount of guilt for that right up until your final days on this earth. You were a special person which it took your death for me to truly realize how exceptional my brother was. AN ANGEL ON EARTH. Thank you for being the loving, funny, generous, caring person that you were. Words can't express how much I miss you. I find some comfort in knowing that you are no longer in pain and no longer suffering. I am writing this for every person hurting and feeling lost without their loved ones. You are never alone. Until the day we meet again. Rest in peace my brother. XOXO.
To my uncle Joey, to my friends Zach, Austin, Adam, Jay, Sharon & Kevin may you all rest in paradise.!.!. I will always and forever keep you close to my heart and cherish those memories we shared together... <3 <3 <3
R.I.P Sam Daniels R.I.P Slam bam Lawrence R.I.P Stacey Higginbothan R.I.P Aaron Short R.I.P Nathan O'Sullivan You'll never be forgotten and always in my heart We are all born into this world with the potential to be anything, but unfortunately some of us are born with a sickness inside us known as been a drug addict. It has taken some of the best humans I've ever met! Well before they ever reached their potentials. I have so much anger because there is not enough support to help drug addicts, we have a serious sickness. There is help for people with cancer, people with disabilities and people with illness. Addiction is no different we are just as sick if not sicker but there is no where near enough help. I hope that things start to change because to many beautiful humans are being taken away from family, friends and children everyday.
In loving memory of Trevor Yarrington,  11/16/2013. You will forever be loved by so so many.  Gone but NEVER TO BE FORGOTTEN!!
Ben, I'll cherish you my love. Miss you every day. It's just been over a year and people say it gets easier but it has not. My little girls who you love and love you, miss you. You were a great step father. We were going to be forever together and hopefully one day again. You weren't invincible. I told you that. Our love wasn't perfect but nothing is. You used to say 'what's done, is done'. I'll cherish you, my love........
Thanking God today that Josh is alive and recovering from an OD and stroke, still with us to work to overcome this devastating addiction. Prayers for all those beautiful souls that have been lost and for those still fighting to overcome. Mom
Dayne, my brother & best friend. We miss you more than words can describe. I hope you've found peace wherever you may be. Miss and love you always..
This is a tribute to my loving, caring cousin Ricky who passed away of a heroin overdose on 9/12/2014. Not a day goes by that I don't think of you. You were an amazing dad, brother, cousin, son, and best friend. I am so lucky to be able to have had you as my best friend growing up and I hope that your children will always remember you as the wonderful human being that you were! I love you dearly and miss you every day! Watch over all of us from up there in heaven :)
Loving father, son, brother, uncle, and friend. RIP little brother. ♡ Not a day goes by that I don't think of you. We love and miss you.  ♡
Thinking of Luke Grippa today...left this world entirely too soon. The last 4 years had been heartbreaking for most people in his life due to his addiction however 3 beautiful gifts came out of this journey...2 precious daughters (lily and beth) and a new level of compassion in my heart for those that are struggling. Today I don't want to think about the hurt, the mistakes, the bad decisions, the I want to remember the love, the positive memories and the release of his bondage in this world. Luke was funny, smart, witty, he had a contagious laugh, an innocence underneath all the mistakes that had hardened him and a heart bigger than his brain. He was intelligent, talented, musically inclined, and an unbelievable hard worker. I watched him grow in the past 10 years and horrifically regress in the last 3. He had a way of always making everything seem like it was going to be ok and comfort others even when he couldn't do the same for himself. I will never forget telling him we were going to have a baby and seeing the first reaction of pure joy proceeded by euphoria when she came into this world. That glow he had at those moments were his light...Who he really was under it all...under all the's what the drugs had burried and didnt let through. In remembrance today I like to think of that shell being broken and his light and spirit released to heaven to be free. I will always love his spirit and hate the addiction. So many things I never got to say, most importantly "Im sorry for what you went though and good bye" I hope he hears me now..."Rest in peace my dear friend, watch over your babies and I'll do my best to raise our daughter to become the best parts of us both."
Remembering a good friend, Jesse Lanahan that had such a memorable character and amazing sense of humor. He could make anybody laugh and had such a big heart. Your son looks so much like you, it's a blessing. Fly high, buddy and we'll take care of business down here for you. It still isn't the same without you. <3 Love and miss you always.
I love and miss you Katy, I think about you and your smile and your laugh all the time... I never knew what "not a day goes by" felt like until now... You were the best little sister so that made me want to be the best big sister. You are so brave for enduring all you did. Our death does not define us because our roles in life coexist and Katy, you played them all so well. I will carry on your memory forever.
Katy’s Sister Roxanne
Miss you Kenny VZ!
My first born child, Anthony Fiore, born on 10/11/89 and went to heaven 05/31/2014 is missed and loved by so many people. He was a true and loyal friend. He was intelligent and always had a GPA of 3.5 or higher without studying. He saw all people the same, made by God. He was an integral part of the family, and his last 8 months of life he was sober, for which I will always be grateful. He used to call me "Mudder" and hung out with his younger brother Nick. I miss seeing my 2 boys together, I miss hearing him call me Mudder, and I miss his beautiful face. We love you always and forever Anthony. Until we meet again, Mom.
In loving memory of my brother, Jason. Until the day you passed away on September 13th, 2014, I didn't know it was possible to hurt so deeply. With you went the possibility of our family ever again feeling pure joy. Your absence is overwhelming. You are missed beyond measure and I hope we will one day be together again. I love you.
In loving memory of my 19-year-old son Duncan Smith, who struggled for years with depression and substance abuse, and died on June 11, 2013 of a morphine overdose.  He took some long-acting morphine tablets (MS Contin) because he couldn't find the Percocet that he wanted.  Died on our couch in his own home.  We all miss him so and wish he was still here with us.  We hope he is at peace now.
Forever in my Heart💕 Sean Stephen Kukoleck 5-1-1981 to 12-19-2001
My baby brother Matt Bertulli died of a heroin overdose at barely the age of 27. He was intelligent, out-going, caring, loving and handsome; he dedicated his life to helping others by working as an anesthetic technician at Milford Hospital.  He loved football, music, cars and hanging with his friends. He was enrolled in nursing school at the time of his death. I miss him everyday and have started a foundation in his memory called Missin' Matt which will be holding its first annually walk in Milford on September 12th. All money raised will be for opening a treatment center to serve our community. To my brother: Matt I love you, I miss you and I'm so proud to call you my brother, Fly high baby brother. Until we meet again. Love your Big Sister, Megs
My best friend Alyssa lost her battle of addiction to a heroin overdose on 5/21/13. I will forever remember her bright smile, and sassy attitude. She was one of the most loyal friends a girl could ask for. Some of my most memorable moments were with her, and I will cherish the memories we had for my entire life time. I will forever carry her in my heart and know she is always there. I'm blessed to have her as my guardian angel, my love for her will never end.
Remembering my good friend Nick, 23, who overdosed on heroin August 7th, 2015. He was a good person in many peoples lives. He motivated others when they were feeling down. Had a laugh that could be depicted at any location. A constant smile that could lighten your mood. He was a normal guy that the demon drug took power over him completely. I tried to help him with powerful words of encouragement, full support, and even went to meetings. But the help I gave just wasn't enough. The drug was stronger than him. I still wait for texts from him or snap chats asking how I'm doing. The last thing he ever asked me was if I could take him to McDonalds. I replied with saying let's go tomorrow I'm in bed. Next reply from him was okay that sounds fine with me! See you tomorrow! Goodnight :) The next day he was gone. The day on which his funeral was held, I was suppose to go to a meeting with him instead. But that never happened. Instead I had to attend his funeral. Heroin took him over. It consumed him whole and many would have never thought him. Its a drug that with a one time use will suck you in forever. It's hard to deal with. And the pain in my heart will never fully go away. I'll miss him forever.
Help me remember my lil brother, he got so high on meth among other drugs that he believed shadow monsters and ppl were chasing him and he did a double back flip off a bridge into a canyon. It's not what some ppl would call it an overdose but that's exactly what it is.
After fighting for my own life and making it the the other side of this ruthless disease it took the life of my only sibling. June 5th 2015 I lost my brother to a prescription drug overdose. Mark (Jr) was 32 when he left us. My brother was one of the kindest souls I'll ever know. His passion was to be in the FWC (a game warden) and  a week before his ATV accident he was attending college and just gotten the letter confirming he was accepted into the FWC. His ATV accident caused him to have multiple surgeries to try to save his badly broken leg. They then referred him to pain management where they over prescribed him narcotics for years. He obviously couldn't be the game warden he dreamed of being and abused the medication and self medicated for his depression. He became very ashamed of his addiction and isolated from his loved ones. He hated that this is what it had come to and decided to get help and he did. I took him to a treatment center where he was doing great until his doctors appointment came and he went. He relapsed and was so ashamed but couldn't completely stop using. At 3am I got the call and raced to the hospital where he was on life support. My world was flipped upside down and my heart was shattered! The next day we said goodbye even though he was gone before he ever got to that hospital. I never would've thought growing up that addiction would try to kill me and then take my brother! I am and will continue to share our story and spread awareness. My condolences to anyone affected by the horrible disease! If we can save anyone then let's do it!
Today my family laid to rest a beautiful soul, gone too soon due to crystal meth. It also just so happens to me national overdose awareness day... every single last one of us are beyond heart broken, and a little angry. But despite it all,  he was such a sharp, intelligent man, taken too soon at the age of 28. Rest in peace jerm. Wish god wouldn't have called you back home so soon.
My Beautiful daughter Whitney died from an overdoes May 2013. In her suicide letter she wrote about the relentless pain she felt with depression, and was obsessed with suicide every day. Whitney was missing for 2 months and her body was found in a parking garage. Her body was so decomposed it took 2 weeks to identify my baby. She had taken several overdoses before her death. I feel such anger towards the doctors who kept prescribing her medications. My life will never be the same, a part of me died with Whitney. The pain and guilt I feel is unbearable.
Your time with us was way too short.  But while you were here, you did good! You were loved by many & you loved everyone back. There still are no words to describe what losing you means to us after ten years. Only our love & memories of you are stronger than ever. Mt heart is stilled filled with you.
Remembering Sarah Shay.This angel closed her eyes to sleep and never woke up. Methadone and Xanax. We will never be the same. I pray for her family, they lost someone very special. I'm sorry.
My baby brother, Nick, passed away on August 10, 2015 at the young age of 25. He fought hard against the disease of addiction for many years. I just want everyone to know how much he fought & how proud I am of him. He is a kind-hearted, funny, loyal person & friend who loved life. He loved his nephew & nieces & they adored him. We love him...I love him & will keep him in my heart forever. Nick- keep talking to me
All my love to my darling beautiful daughter Amy Scheele 05/10/77-06/01/15
In remembrance of my beautiful daughter, Kaitlin who passed away on 7/12/14 from an accidental overdose. She was in active recovery and died from methadone toxicity. She was receiving treatment at a Methadone Clinic in Stamford, CT. Kaitlin was a beautiful person filled with love for everyone. She was our firstborn of four children. We are all broken hearted. September 2nd would be her 30th. You are loved and missed. There are no words to describe the intensity of pain over losing her. She will forever be 28.
Colleen Danese Kincaid To my adored girlfriend who I will miss terribly. I hope peace has found babe.
My family has lost too many family members and friends from the disease of addiction. We will never forget  Bob, Ricky, Paul and Michael. We must be the "voice" of those who cannot speak. Let us not forget. Let us speak up in love and hope.
I lost my good friend Chris Dubrule to an overdose 22 years ago. He was a very intelligent and compassionate young man who was just starting law school and wanted to make a difference in the world. "Big Guy", as he was lovingly called, came from a wonderful, supportive family and he had a beautiful, sweet wife. I miss our exuberant political and social conversations, as well as his passionate interest in music. He had a contagious laugh and an engaging sense of humor. He always made me feel good about myself and listened with his heart. I miss you buddy!
Dearest friend I miss you so much. Losing you to an overdose in 2012 still haunts me. I know you are at peace now and you don't have to fight those demons anymore. I miss you every single day I think about you often and my memories of you will never be forgotten. My angel Michael Anthony Maffetone I love you forever.
This remembrance is for my son, Patrick R. Byrne who died suddenly on April 19,2015 from a Cardiac Arrest due to a Heroin and multiple substance Overdose. Patrick I think of you every day with love and light. You were an extraordinary person who loved to make people smile. You brought such joy into my life and now I struggle to accept you are gone. You were a wonderful son, father, husband, and brother. You were not just a struggling addict. You were a human being with a kind soul and good heart and so much to offer. Being only 34 years old is such a short life. I believe now that you are watching over us in peace that you couldn't seem to find here. Know that you are loved, missed, and in our hearts and souls forever. Until we meet again, all my love, mom
I found your website and feel compelled to respond as I sit silently in a hospital room with the love of my life . Watching his vital signs, securing his oxygen tubes, waiting for him to wake up from this nightmare to get back to our wonderful life . Last night someone gave him heroin for the first time, and within minutes he stopped breathing, turned blue, and went into pulmonary arrest. I watched in horror as many people tried to save his life while he remained completely unresponsive . He was intubated in the ambulance and given prompt medical treatment which saved his life. He is mostly unconscious today while he suffers with aspiration pneumonia and withdraw symptoms. He will likely discharge from the hospital in a couple days . We were lucky, very, very lucky!  My heart breaks for those whose loved ones don't wake up from this nightmare ....such a sad, sad, waste of precious lives 😔. Why do we seek quick fixes? Fast highs from substances that take our souls? I see today is international drug overdose awareness day ---oh how very aware I am now ! I knew better, he knew better, we were not ignorant to the reality that alcohol and drugs destroy and kill! We have lost many family members and friends to addiction and overdose. Yet we give into temptation anyway! We risk our lives anyway, we risk the horror that others must face in our wake 😔 I pray that God will help and free us all!
  You will never know how much a part of our family you became, how much we cared, how much we loved you. RIP Ricky, there's a hole in our hearts we can't fill.
In loving memory of my buddies Jason and Charlie... may no addict's family and friends have to endure the pain of losing them to the preventable tragedy of overdose ever again. Naloxone now!
My beautiful, smart and kind-hearted daughter, Alisa, left this world June 11, 2015 as a result of her heroin addiction. She struggled for many years with drug addiction and even survived a 4-month long battle against sepsis and endocarditis in a hospital intensive care unit, enduring the pain and struggle to recover from open heart and spine surgery. The everlasting sorrow of her death has no cure for me, our family and her friends. My hope is to help and educate those suffering from addiction and their loved ones of the dangers and misconceptions of addiction. Too many family members are blind to the symptoms of drug addiction and the eminent danger of death. No one is immune. This is a world-wide problem that needs to be resolved to save all generations from preventable death. Heroine robs the addict pretending to be their new best friend. I pray for all of those affected by this terrible disease and call for action to end needless suffering.
I am posting a tribute first to my brother Ian who died of a heroin overdose on October 20, 2014 in a hotel in Long Beach, CA. There has not been one day that has gone by that I have not thought about you, missed you, or mourned your passing. You lead a long hard battle with alcohol and drugs your entire life. I know its sounds a bit harsh but we actually were relived when you were incarcerated because we knew you were alive and safe. Every time you were released we hoped and prayed this was the time you were going to make it. April 2014 when you were last released, I really believed you tried but the feelings you were fighting inside yourself were to much to overcome. I miss you everyday Ian. I am also posting a tribute to my cousin Zachary who died November 2009. Zachary passed away while high on multiple drugs and ran his car into a tree....he was only 19 at the time. My nephew Noah passed away in June 2010 of a cocaine/heroin overdose. He was only 19 at the time. Last but certainly not least, October 18 2002 my cousin Joshua died in Mexico of a heroin overdose in a shady motel room. My family has sure had its share of deaths due to overdoses. I wish there was a way for me to speak to the world to tell them what an epidemic this is and has become. I love all the boys I have lost in my family. Forever may they rest, their soul be cleaned and their hearts unloaded of the burdens they were facing. Until we meet again. ~your sister, cousin, aunt Keshia
Tomorrow marks two months since you were taken from this earth. The pain that death brings is unbearable and what's worse is knowing that it was perhaps preventable. It is true that "no one here gets out alive," but it is also true that souls can be taken before their time. This is what drugs are doing to our loved ones; they're consuming their souls while they are still alive until there's nothing left in their hearts to keep it beating. You were the hero of my life Dad and weren't "destined" to your tragic demise. You were a master carpenter, an artist, who is still alive today in the great skyscrapers you've built throughout New York City. Our war on drugs has failed, as deaths from overdose continue to skyrocket year after year. Let's get together and bring this horrific epidemic out of the dark and into the light of awareness. Love Always and Forever, Your Daughter
We very recently lost our son, all too soon. Our prayers go out to all families with an overdose member & send out support & strength to help one another.
I am a survivor and a proud member of AA...and I have buried far too many friends to mentions...i miss you all..Suesan...Nadine...Frank...Karen...Liz...Sarah...Marco...Lynn...and on and on and on i could go but all preventable and all so sad because it all lies in healing our inner child and throwing love out there instead of hate ...think before you use...addictions promises you one of three things...jails...institutions or death...your choice.
My heart is so broken Remembering my Love today and forever. He couldn't fight the fight anymore and now he's in heaven with no pain and suffering😔 RIP my Love missing you always
Today(and every day) I am remembering my big brother Georgie(12/12/87-3/17/14). We lost him to an overdose March 17th 2014. The struggle with depression and mental illness was very real for my brother and it is what ultimately led to his addiction. He fought and fought but could not escape the grips of this horrible disease. George was the most intelligent man I've ever known. So smart, a great writer, and very passionate about books, music, and art. Also, he was a great friend. He helped a lot of people throughout his short journey on this Earth and touched a lot of hearts. He'll always be my hero <3
  This Tribute is for my long term significant other, Aaron, I was with him for 10 years, and he died from a heroin overdose on March 2, 2015. Everything makes me think of him. Aaron was a kindred soul. We we’re intertwined. He was much funnier than me; he was a goofball, the sweetest human being I’d ever met. Other people may have thought differently, but I always saw the kindness in him, he’d give a complete stranger the shirt off his back, even if he didn’t have another to wear for himself. He was an artist, a musician, never a fighter. He couldn’t stand to get in any kind of confrontation with anyone; however, he did love messing with people. I would love for everyone to remember him for who and what he truly was- not who his addiction forced him to be. I believe he would want the same for me if our situation had been reversed, and it very easily could have been. Aaron was my closest friend, even before he became my significant other. In a perfect world, he would’ve been my better half, the yang to my yin.  He knew me better than anyone ever has, and probably ever will. He called me Hank, and I called him Hero. I miss that, I miss him saying ‘Hey Hank’ or “Goodnight Hank” and “I love you Hank, it’ll be okay”. It’s insane, how much hell we went through together and how much hell we put one another through, and I still love him more than anything, and I would give anything to see him again. To feel him wrap his arms around me, or lay beside me snuggled up watching Criminal Minds. He gave me shelter, love, hope, and a feeling that I belonged. I find peace knowing that he's not battling with this horrible disease that so many of us have anymore. The fight is up for him, he is finally free.
My only beloved son died on December 8, 2012 due to an overdose of Oxycodone.  I continue to grieve and look for outlets wherever I can find to help with the process.  In the past few months I've been attending a support group for grieving families of victims of overdose (made available through Georgia Overdose Prevention).  Many of us share the same story, our sons/daughters began abusing opioids after initially being prescribed prescription drugs for pain.  In my son's case he had colorectal cancer at age 29 and had to undergo chemotherapy, radiation and invasive surgery to remove the tumor.  Brian always said his body was never the same and he was always in pain after all that. Brian's death completely changed my life.  His wife and 5 year old daughter moved far away to be with her family.  My friends who came to the funeral no longer call or inquire how I'm doing.  Brian's friends are all but nonexistent when it comes to reaching out just to share a memory or tell a story about him.  My own family doesn't mention his name at holiday gatherings as if they fear I might show some emotion. In fact, they did not come to the service I recently held to bury Brian's cremains at a local cemetery.  We did it alone. And I still hide - to protect Brian from being judged I told people he died of cancer.  My own family does not know Brian died of an Overdose and they never will if I can help it.  Of course, Brian's wife and child knows the truth as I'm sure people in her circle do. As for me and Brian's sister (Erica 33 years) we are not ready to make public the manner of Brian's death.  I wish I could -  be proud - and dare anyone to say something negative about my son or me or our family.  We quietly and privately grieve.  On this day we will wear a purple ribbon for Brian and I will probably listen at least once to Henry Mancini's Brian's Song.  
I will forever miss your smile, your laugh your positive attitude, your need to make everyone around you laugh, your beautiful blue eyes that when looked at with care, one could see the all of the hidden behind them. I will never let go of the memories I have with you, the good times, bad times and all in between. I liked you immediately and you played it cool. I loved you quickly and deeply and you loved me slowly and cautiously. What I didn't know is that life had already taken its toll on you and at 22 you had already been through your fair share of sad times, hard times. You had already stuffed years and years of pain, confusion and hurt. I  now recognize that you were jaded, I know because I have become hardened or jaded throughout the years. Although our time as a couple lasted a short while, our friendship lasted up until the day you died. One of the best memories I hold near and dear to me is the sunny day Jesse and I saw you as we were taking a walk downtown. Jesse spotted you and full of five year old excitement shouted your name. He dashed toward you and started to tell you all about his day. You listened intently and patiently. Jesse then told you how very much he liked your watch and without hesitation you unfastened it from your wrist and handed it to my son, you will never know how big of an impact that made on Jesse. We still have that watch, along with all of the other memorabilia of yours. He still talks about it. James still remembers a specific conversation the two of you had. You were adored by so many...but you didn't think so. Everyone of the pictures I have of you shows a smile on your face, sadness in your eyes a natural ice beer in your left hand and a Marlboro in your right. When I got the phone call from Mike telling me that you had passed, I fell to my knees and cried, I got up and I punched the wall, I cried more, I read and re read the article in the paper and did my best to reply to all negative comments about your death. I went into that Dunkin Donuts and right into the men's room to say goodbye.I haven't been their since and wont go. I mourned you Paul L. I attended your services and Amazing Grace was sung and it will forever be etched in my soul. That is "Paul's Song" in my mind. Since you have passed in August of 2008, I have watched countless others suffer only to ultimately succumb to the same fate. Jesse's father died in 2012, 12 days before Christmas. I don't believe I have truly processed that yet. I do know that it is painful to raise a 11 year old boy who has seen the ugly deceitful effects of heroin at such a young age. When I read his journal entries it breaks my heart.  Brett passed in May 16, 2014, on his daughter's birthday. Brett was another beautiful soul and is greatly missed. Joe passed in June of 2015 and I wish I had known that he was using, I guess that way I could have prepared for it? Amy died on Christmas of 2014 and I can only pray she is finally at peace. Little Billy just passed and a lot of hearts are broken. The effects of this have taken such a toll on me, I am emotionally unavailable for my best friend, Tasha.  I am watching my brother slowly die. He is in deep and suffering immensely. I can only pray and tell him that I love him so very much. On this day and almost everyday I remember your smile and bright blue eyes Paul. I remember your laugh and carefree ways Brett. I look back at the 10 years we were on and off again and smile at all the memories Jeff. I pray that you are with your Mom and at peace, Amy. I think of all the funny stories you shared Joe. I remember being young and causing trouble in school Billy. I'Il pray that God saves my little brother from this awfully powerful drug and that he will grow and die an old man. On this day and everyday, I thank God that I have been almost 11 years free from that poison. On this day I pray that I can help just one person take one step towards freedom.... Amen
We lost our beautiful 29-year old son on Oct. 19, 2014 from a heroin overdose. He was in a coma for a week before we had to let him go. Every day since then has been a challenge. My husband and I lost our first born, my second son lost his brother that he really didn't have time to reconnect with after so many years apart while Colin was trying hard to get his life in order. Colin leaves behind the love of his life with whom he had just purchased a "real fixer upper" and was in the process of thoroughly remodeling it when the drug took back control of his life. Our lives have been devastated, but we know Colin would want us to go on and be as happy as possible, while he is watching us from Heaven. I miss his smile, his constant energy, his intellect, and the way he took care of me like kindred spirits take care of each other.  I was his "momito,"  Words can not explain our grief. CAV, we miss you bigger than the world.
This is in memory of my boyfriend Bryant Graham..he OD'd on August 14th...he will always be loved and remembered.
My 23 year old step-brother passed away last October. I tried adding him as a friend on Facebook, but he said he didn't want to be friends with me online because of the things that were on his page, and the friends that he hung out with. I learned later, as he passed away, that he was protecting me from his demons. I want to post this to remember Daniel Tuchalski, my brother, who passed away from a heroin overdose, in Milwaukee, Wisconsin. Thank you.
Billie Joe was a mom, a sister, a daughter and a friend. She had a beautiful 10-year old daughter when she died. She overdosed on pills. It was a slow death as her organs shut down one by one. The doctors couldn't help her because the damage was too great. She was a beautiful spirit snuffed out by drugs. Her family is severely traumatized and devastated; they will never recover from the pain of her loss. But they go on, day by day, hurting.Her wonderful sister stayed sober through this difficult time. She adopted Billie Joe's daughter and is raising her as her own.  I am good friends with her sister and I see the pain in her eyes, especially on the date of Billie Joe's death or on her birthday. But she thinks of her every day when she goes to band practice with her daughter or takes her daughter for her driver's license. She always thinks Billie Joe should be here for this. She missed so much.I think of Billie Joe often. And I pray for her and her family.
Remembering my smart, beautiful, loving sister on this day. Juli was a glowing light to everyone who crossed her path. She lost her battle to addiction on May 15, 2015. Her death has affected by so many people as she loved without borders and was known as a friend to all. My family will never be the same and we all walk around with a broken heart every single day. We will be affected by this loss for the rest of our lives and hope that Juli's story will help save lives.
  I made a friend about 30 days ago. She was sunshine and happiness all bundled up into one. She reminded me of my Niece because her name is Samantha (Samantha O'Donnell). She was funny and smart and working so hard on her recovery. We lost her 3 days ago. I don't know what to do with that. I still can't rap my head around hugging her goodbye on Wednesday to never see her smile or hear her voice again.  It takes just eye contact to make a connection that lasts a lifetime...I just didn't think that life time would be so short. I miss you Mantha Bean. Until we meet again. Jacquie and Deacon Dog
I lost my brother to an accidental heroin overdose on 8/27/2012.  He was 31 years old and left behind a then one year old.  Every day is a challenge to adjust to life without him.  He was an amazing father and that's something that can never be taken away from his legacy.  I know he's watching over us and guiding his son through life.  We miss you Jay!
In loving memory of Ricky Hawley Vega precious soul and beloved son, brother, uncle, and friend. We will never forget you and we WILL make a difference for others in your memory!! -I PROMISE. ricky hawley vega memorial fund
Remembering, honoring, missing and loving my beautiful son, Andrew Gibson, who lost his battle to this horrible disease on April 11, 2015. Your light will always shine....your memory lives....and your Mama loves you infinity. Rest in the peace that you deserve.....your legacy will live forever. I am right darling angel. Xoxo
My son Danny Contreras, lost his battle with opioids on June 5, 2012. He had struggled for years with pills, which then turned to heroin. After being clean for few months, he relapsed and met his end. After getting over the shock, disbelief, countless tears and anger, my daughter and I are left with a hole in our hearts. Danny was a very funny, bright and talented young man that never realized his value in life. He was loved - he was cherished - and then he was gone at 24 years old. Rest easy Danny Boy! Until we meet again. Love forever and always; Joan, your Mom!
We lost our oldest son, Kyle, to an OD. He was only 24. No words can describe the depth of our grief and the sadness in our hearts. Heroine not only took his life, it took a big part of our lives too. All our love couldn't save him. He will be sorely missed by his family and friends.
Alex, I will love you deeply and forever. Sometimes when I think I am sound asleep, I wake up to the sound of your laughter. You continue to be part of my every breath. Love, Mudd
Today my Ethan, I feel your Angel wings wrapped around me in a loving hug, I hear your giggle and feel your joy, I see your smile.  Thank you for letting me know you are happy and free. It's been just over a year since God promoted you with your Angel wings, calming your from the storm that came raging at you. I am so blessed to be your mother for 22 beautiful years, even through the storm.  I hold on to the love and let go of the sorrow. I love you eternal Ethan Tanner Slaton <3 <3 <3 - Momo
I want to life up in prayer all of those families, friends and loved ones who have lost a loved one to Overdose, and for those who are struggling and battling the dreaded decease of addiction, and to remember all of those that we have lost to Overdose. I was an addict for "35 years" and used anything and everything that I could get my hands on including meth, Cocain, hash, mushrooms, acid, ecstasy, marijuana ect.... Every day for over 35 years. I have lost many and seen many lose and continue to lose everything in thier lives. I was homeless, in and out of jail, did the rehad and programs, but finally threw my hands up and honestly and truly surrendered it all and I have been clean and sober for almost 6 years now at the age of 55. I commit my life to helping make a difference in the lives of addicts by whatever ways and means possible and neccessary. There is HOPE and I am a walking testimony to HOPE. And life is so beautiful living it through sober eyes. God bless you all and I will continue to pray for all of you. Peace.
He wanted to save his girlfriend from her heroin addiction. He spoke often of his fear that she would die. But it wasn't his girlfriend who lost the battle. On April 6, 2013, in what was to be their last hit, heroin won. Ryan was 32. I love you, son. Ryan's mom
For George... My partner until his addictions made it impossible to stay together. I miss you every day and every day I shed tears that you could not overcome your demons. You were bright, funny and handsome. I adored your boyish charm.  My only consolation is that you no longer struggle. Till we meet again. George Patrick Gauthier July 29, 1970 - May 28, 2015
In memory of my youngest brother in law who we lost to a heroin overdose last September. He was gone far too soon. He took too much of a bad dose and his body forgot to breath. Though it doesn't seem to be a tragic horrific way to die, it really is. He had so much to offer the world. He got hooked on prescription pills and ran out of options so to continue to get the high feeling he switched to the much cheaper version known as heroin. We have to remember those we lost and educate kids and parents and society on the importance of awareness and to never ever try a drug recreationally. Prescription pain meds being too available to our young ones can lead to this in regards to heroin. I wish I could turn back time and do more to have stopped this. But now it's too late. All I can do now is remember him and talk about his story I hopes it gets the message out there. Be a parent and get involved in your children's lives. Peer pressure is the worst it's ever been in society. Please remember those we all lost to an overdose through candle light vigil outside your home tonight at 8pm est (31 August).
I would like to take the time to remember my loved ones who lost the battle to this baffling disease, Tim Semencar and Brian Ulrich. Plus I would like to say a prayer for the sick and suffering addict still battling. I wish I could undue that dreadful day of June 1, 2004 when I received the call that my best friend Tim was found dead in his apartment. I was in denial for a very long time over this news.  My next dreadful call came on August 31, 2012 from Brian's mom and I will never forget the sound of her voice when she said her baby boy has passed. If only we had one more moment we may have been able to save them.  I will never forget their smiles and all of our memories.
In remembrance of my wonderful, loving, crazy son Nick who passed away on March 14, 2015 from a heroin overdose.  I will love you for always. Until we can be together again. xoxo Momma
Today I am remembering my boyfriend who passed three months ago due to an overdose. This week we will celebrate his 26th birthday without him, words cannot describe how much he will be missed this week. My boyfriend was the man I was going to spend the rest of my life with, he will forever be the love of my life. Addiction is a serious disease and needs to be recognized. We can help end addiction. Today I remember you my love, to the stars and back. Forever watch over me, my angel.
Bless you J and M.  You are both remembered and loved.
Eleven years ago, a unexpected prescription drug overdose happened. My son, Miles, had a kind and generous heart and was a friend to many. We all love you and miss you so very much!
Remembering my son Ryan Helton, who departed Earth 8-21-2010
My husband Michael, father of 4, more often than not, I counted him as my 5th child :). Such a tragedy that took away a welcoming, loving funny soul. So many promises left unfulfilled. You are missed everyday, every experience and every milestone in our lives. Love you always and forever, forever in our hearts.
My sister passed away of an overdose at the age of 18 she would be 40 now but forever 18. She left behind 2 little Boys so part of her lives on in them. People please just remember it can be anyones family. We always think it couldnt happen to our family but in the blink of an eye it can. R.I.P to all the ones who havecbeen taken bye overdose. ♡
To the love of my life... Taken by an unintentional heroin overdose. He fought his battle with every ounce of strength he had, but in the end God released him from this disease and called him home. Though my heart aches terribly, I know we'll be together again one day and that brings peace. I love you, Robbie. 3.11.83 - 5.14.15
Nathaniel Evan Peterson - Forever loved, forever missed. At Sea in Grief written for Nathan, my son, on the occasion of the 2nd year of his passing @Diane McFarland Peterson Forever devoted to you, my child As I flounder in the fathoms of grief. Unknowing yet caring amid the swells Of hopeful divide between our worlds. My heart can find no purchase For I am alien to this place we once knew. Afloat as I seek unfettered buoyancy Aching to rejoin you in rebirth. Without moorage, meandering adrift The river of sorrow is my home. Plumbing the depths of my heart Seeking my bearings without you. My days are without direction. The compass scarcely guides my steps. Treading, swimming, diving...nothing consoles I long for the firm ground of you. Fragments of the joy of you remain. They ebb and flow within my gentle grasp. Like dreams, they melt away too quickly; A gossamer thread of memories must suffice. Help me cry, my beloved child For alone, my tears fall without release. I'm left bereft, unable to forget Your touch, your love, your sweetness.
I am writing to pay tribute to my beautiful son, Daniel who died from an overdose on 17th November 2008. He was 26 years old and had fought hard against his addiction for over ten years. He had several; good years where he achieved so much, but finally the addiction beat him. It is now almost seven years since his death and I still miss him everyday. He taught me so much about human fallibility and human strength & wisdom. I am a better person because of him. I love you Daniel - and miss you so much. Your dad and sister also miss you. Forever young; rest in peace! XX
In memory of my son, Justin Anthony Caputo-Lilla. He died 38 days shy of his 25th birthday on July 29, 2014 as a result of receiving fentanyl. He was murdered. He didn't expect to die. His brain just told him he needed one last dose of heroin. It's a risky life. There's no such thing as using in moderation, as he thought. It doesn't work that way. As his mother, I am forever broken. No day is a good day when you have buried your child. Justin  left behind his step-father and  two brothers who are now left to memorialize him in death. We are all left to wonder what more we could have done.
Richard, our beloved son, died at his home on 3rd July 2015.  He was 38years old.  Heroin overdose took his life. Richard, we will all love you and treasure your memory for ever. We miss you, there is a big hole in our lives, and we grieve so much for you. We will always hold you safe in our hearts. Rest in peace dear son. Mum and Dad.
Sending love and light and strength to all the families and friends who have lost a loved one......more awareness and compassion needs to be raised..... Missing you Dillon. 24/12/1985 - 15/12/2011
My son passed away on July 5, of this year, 2015.... He died of a heroin overdose in a room with so called friends,and his older cousin,who is a LPM nurse, while being film on a one called 911, it was easier to just film him. All they did was place a toothbrush in his month for him not to swallow his tongue, while they wrote with a marker on his body as he gasp for air..this is all on video and we and detectives have a copy..just sitting here waiting for justice.... They had hours to try to save him but nobody did...........
A tribute to my dear Uncle Jim, who sadly left us just over a year ago following his accidental drug overdose. At only 33 years old, Jim had endured so much pain and despair with his mental health, but had boundless love and care for his family. We miss him every day....
I'm happy to see this I lost some one dear to me due to drugs I would love to join or walk for this cause.
  There is not one day that passes that I don't yearn for you Son.  Until we meet again my Smooch!!!  Love Always & Forever, Your Madre <3
  I am someone who has overdosed, I've lost people to overdose, and I will lose more people I love. I no longer use drugs and I work with those who do in a needle syringe program. Doing the work I do now helps me to keep in touch with where I come from. I love people who use drugs, I want society to love them as well. Use safely everyone! Honored to be around for this overdose awarness day.
  I lost my beautiful son, Casey, to a heroin overdose on August 19th, 2002.  He was 23 years old.  Casey did not begin his drug use with heroin but those initial drugs set up a progression that led to his disease of addiction. I was uninformed and misinformed, a deadly combination. The best information that I received from lay and professionals alike was a mantra of myths, he has to "want to, lose enough and hit bottom".  What I know now is that no one "wants to" be addicted. Losing enough? How much is enough? Is your life enough? People hit multiple bottoms and continue to use despite catastrophic consequences and "hitting bottom" can be death. While we waited for all of those things to happen, Casey died in the process. We desperately wanted  to donate his organs so that Casey could live on in others but were told that was not possible because he was an IV drug user.  However, because of Casey's life and death, there are people living in recovery now, in part, because of an involuntary treatment act named in his honor, "Casey's Law".  Thank you, Casey, for being our son and allowing us to be the bearer of your light so that others may receive the help they need and find their path to recovery. We love you and miss you everyday. This was our first tragic overdose but not our last. We also lost our sweet grandson, PJ, on March 5th this year at the age of 26.  He will be loved and missed forever.  We had so much hope that it would be different for PJ but he too lost the battle. While we have come a long way since 2002, there is still much to learn about the disease of addiction and how to treat this chronic, progressive, potentially fatal illness.
Remembering my beautiful, loving and intelligent grand daughter Stephanie, who overdosed on heroin February 22, 2015. So many broken hearts that day till now... her mother, father, brothers and sisters and grandmas, hearts shattered the day our wonderful girl left our company forever. So many people loved her, because she was so loving. We will miss and remember her for the rest of our lives.
My message is to my cousin Kathy, God Bless her, and the emotional pain she has gone thru...for many, many years. also to her son Jonathan, who is no longer with us, and for the pain he went thru as well. I hope he is resting now and I hope my cousin can someday be at peace. I just want her to know that she was a wonderful mother and that it could have been anyones child. Much love, your cousin, Beth.
My best friend, Casey, gave in to the struggle of heroin addiction on January 22nd, 2014. He was by far the best person in many lives. He was a light for a lot of people and we were very blessed to have him here for the 23 and a half years that he was. I see people every day that look just like him. I still look for him walking down the street. I still wait for his text messages wishing me a happy birthday or a Merry Christmas. The last thing he ever said to me was that he couldn't wait for me to get back into town to see him. He said he loved and missed me so much and that he'd see me in a few months... That never happened. Heroin ruined his life. It consumed him in such an unbelievable way. He was my unicorn. My one and only. It's hard to go on most days. I'll love and miss him my whole life.
My Dear Brother, left us suddenly and unexpectedly on May 31, 2015 from an overdose of heroin given to him by an injection from another person. I am so hurt and angry that no one will be held accountable for this and this will be "just another junkie that OD"  my brother was so needy of friendship he did things just to "fit in" he was a follower. He did not use heroin his battle was alcohol. I miss my brother so much and try and think about how his death could have been so much more painful because of the life style he lived but that doesn't ease the pain. RIP Rowell Steven Smart, my Dear Sweet Brother
The love of my life, L. Brian Jones, entered into the gates of heaven on August 13th 2014. At 31 years of age Brian had finally fought his last fight and this evil drug they call heroin took his beautiful life! Brian was the sweetest most loving and funny soul you could ever meet. There wasn't a moment that went by where I wasn't laughing so hard I snorted and got the hiccups, and there weren't any moments that weren't full of love and warmth by being in his presence! Brian not only leaves behind me, his girlfriend, but he also leaves behind a beautiful 3 year old daughter, a dad who loves him very much, brothers and a sister, many cousins and other family members and friends who miss him more than anything! He fought the fight of addiction for many many years, but in the end the drugs took captive of his life! My heart dies a little more and more each day when I wake up and he's not beside me! Till my dying day I will be a voice for Brian and share his story with as many people as I can to try to end this epidemic of overdose. Every overdose is someone's son, daughter, boyfriend, girlfriend, wife, husband, father, and friend.. It's not just an addict, it's a living soul who lost their fight to this awful disease!! Larry Brian Jones ~ Feb. 8, 1983-Aug. 13, 2014
Remembering my beloved grandson, Owen who died on Nov. 2013 as a result of an unintentional overdose of heroin. He was the joy of my life. Love you forever.
For my brother Graeme Johnson who gained his angel wings 08.08.2013. Forever loved and missed xxxxxxxx
My precious son, Joey, 4/8/83-9/19/05. A kind, loving, gentle soul. An artist, poet, and musician. A friend to all with a smile that would light up a room. The world is darker without your physical presence, but your light still shines in our hearts. I wish I could have saved you. I'll love you forever, I'll like you for always... Love, Mom
Kristen you will never be forgotten.  We love and miss you sooo much. We know you are still with us, watching over us and we will meet again someday. Hard to believe it's been 4 years. Love you,  Mom, Dad & Jen
To my son Szymon who left us on December 7, 2012. Not a day goes by that we don't think about you and wish that you were here with us. We love you and miss you so much. Mum, dad and sister.
I'm forever saddened by the number of deaths caused in this senseless way.  My artistic and poetic son, Jacob, was over powered by his addiction to prescription medications.  It's been nearly seven years ago and I still miss him constantly.  Too many sensitive souls lost to over doses.  I love you forever Jacob. Mom.
Jacob’s mom
Today I think of the mates over the years who died due to overdose. Tom, Tim, Poully and Benjamin. I miss you.
My brother Aaron passed away on December 25th, 2014 of a heroin overdose.  He was a kind, wonderful person that is survived by his mom and dad, me (his sister), his most beloved nephews (my sons) and his brother in law. Aaron struggled with post traumatic stress syndrome and depression for which he turned to drugs to escape.  His life mattered and he is gone too soon.  I hope creating more awareness will help to save more lives from what I think is a terrible disease that so many good people are unable to escape.  Aaron - we love you and your memory will live on.
For my D.J., we all miss you so much, and when you left this earth a piece of our hearts went with you. Thank you for the beautiful memories and your humor, you fought like a warrior and your spirit lives on through us. My wish is for no parent to ever have to bury their child due to drug overdose! Douglas "D.J." Alan Arau Jr., 1/15/76-7/23/09,
For my cherished son, Chance, who, at age 23 left the earth on September 18/07 due to an accidental heroin overdose..... a very special and beautiful soul who is remembered, loved and held close to our hearts each and every day..
It's almost 11 years since my son Philip died.  He was an awesome father and son.  We miss him each and every day!
To Troy, in a way you had so much more to live for, but in the eyes of your taker you'd lived far too long. No one understood the extent of this deep, dark, battle you fought. The pain, anxiety, sadness, failure. From the surface it seemed so much less than that because of the loveliness you brought to others for you shall not be remembered for how you went but what you left. Rest in paradise now beautiful soul {4-11-96/8-18-15}
Dear Austin Padaric, I will never forget you. You will always have a place in my heart. I love you Grandma Lyons.
Ryan and Gary, RIP. Glad we met. You made an impression. Love, Vicky xxxx
Always remembering my handsome, creative, caring teddy bear of a son, Nicholas Privitera who died at 23 on February 8, 2015.  You are missed more than words can express.  Nick had a heart of gold, loved to sing and taught himself how to play the guitar.  He was an amazing artist and loved to draw.  He fought so hard to stay away from heroin but in the end, the demon drug won and took away my one and only son in his prime.  Life is forever changed.  I love you Nick and can't wait to see you again when my time comes.  I know you will watch over all of your family and friends who loved you dearly.  You know I love you, right Nick?  More than a fat kid loves cake... Love, Mom.
In loving memory of Troy Curtis who lost his battle on February 20th, 2014.
You know what killed my daughter? Benadryl!! You know what else was in her blood stream? Roxies!! You know what the medical examiner determined?? Her toxicology showed the Benadryl was so concentrated that it slowed her respiratory system. She had over a period of a couple of days consumed so much the body doesn't detox itself. So while she went on a relapsed "binge". Her body was storing it and the amount overdosed her! It killed her in a few hours she laid in her own bed, her girlfriend in the other room, and she never woke up. She slipped away. No one saved her. No one knew, it was too late. No fan fair, my daughter wasn't famous, except to me. She was my star. My recovering addict, my daughter that battled drugs and could come out clean. She didn't intend to die, she relapsed, it happens all the time. Death also did! Be aware when a P\person who is unconscious, watching them struggle to catch their breath, making gurgling sounds, these are all signs of Respiratory failure. Don't hesitate, call 911. Do the Right thing. Save a Life. Be aware of the signs. In loving Memory of Allison. Overdosed Dec. 16, 2011.
To my bestest friend Heath. It's been 12 years and I still miss you everyday. I hope you have had a better life on the other side.  Also RIP Jimmy Thedoritis , Adam Hayley, Paul Bath.
I lost my baby brother Alex to a heroin overdose on 2/25/2014. Life has been forever changed. We miss you more then words can say. The only thing that gives me peace is knowing you are no longer fighting the demons of addiction but are finally free. I never told you how much I looked up to you! You are my hero and now my angel. We miss you. Life just isn't fair!
Tristan Sean Peirce 3/19/90-9/17/13 Psalm 34:18  “The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.”
When I tell people how my mother died, they look down on both me and her and treat me as if I'm completely unstable. They think that, just because she went down a certain path, I'm fated to do the same. But that isn't true, and regardless of that, overdosing isn't something to judge others by- it's still death. That's why I am so happy that this organization is spreading that kind of message; that is still, again, death. It does not determine anybody's worth- not mine, not my mom's. There's more to everybody than just what you hear and see on the outside.
My best friend Heidi passed away from an Opiate overdose. Whoever she was with that last time she used, apparently panicked when she went into distress and threw her away, literally. Her body was found in a dumpster. She was 23 years old and she was not garbage. I have started Heidi Foundation, Inc., in her honor and want to do what I can to make sure no one is just thrown away again. R.I.P my friend.
Reno.... I miss you more than anyone could ever know. Your untimely passing is cemented in my heart. Your curiosity got the best of you and I couldn't stop you. Alcohol became your vice. It was your oxygen. My love couldn't make you stop. Your mind was tired. You were my baby for 20 short years. I love you, bambino.
TL Strongfeather
To James, my grandson, who was like another son to me and died of an accidental heroin overdose at age 22 (born July 22, 1989, died July 12, 2013) after a 4-year battle.  Our family did not know the extent of his addiction, but realized after two stints in rehab that the devil was not going to let go of him.  James, we are grateful to God that your struggle ended and we hope you are at peace and we see you again in heaven.  You were not a bad person or a weak person, just fell under the spell of this horrendous drug.  We love you forever and ever and miss you every day.  Rest in peace, James
Grandma Cindy
Megan, my darling daughter we truly miss you every single day since you suddenly left us on April 14, 2015 from a heroin overdose. I know how hard you tried to stay drug free. You were beautiful inside as well as outside and always had a ready laugh and a smile on your face. Since you've been gone your twin nephews Colton and Mason were born. They will know you through your pictures and our stories. I am advocating to help tear down the stigmas of addiction and trying to help change the system because it failed you so miserably. My sweet baby you left us way too soon at 22. May you rest in peace. Until we meet again. Love you Megan Rose Kelley 1/9/93 - 4/14/15
My little brother Anthony passed away from this demon 8-9-15 the worst day of our lives! We love and miss him so much !! Rest in peace little brother. I'm going to try to help others fight this in memory of you !! Until I see you again love you, always.
To the most beautiful person inside and out that I have had the honor of loving and being loved by. Drew, you will always be my Option A, my original plan, my soulmate, my best friend, and the love of my life. Although cut way too short, I feel so incredibly lucky to have been loved by you because I do not think most people experience the feeling of the unconditional love that we had. I wish I could have help more, I wish I could have saved you. I can only pray that you are not in the pain that you were when you were here. I love you wholeheartedly and unconditionally, baby.
Addiction Something that is definitely not fiction When it hits your family it is not a good situation you are filled with confusion and frustration It is something that is affecting all of us as a nation Overdose vigils and hope meetings of a great creation However we all need more help if we want to correct this situation Maybe more education I have lost 6 family members since 2006 4 in just the last 13 months in the overall statistics are insane Just who are we to blame I just want people to be aware it's not just my family its everywhere
We miss you so much and still praying for your eternal life for you deserve it. But if you are watching us somewhere from their above the challenges to get access to OD medicine still remains the same. We love you Prakash and remembering you on this day. The whole family.
We will remember you always. Our brown eyed boy. Love you forever, mom and Dad, Eric and Caleb
Patrick Burns we all miss your Big Smile your silly ways and always seeing a beanie on your head even in the 100 degree Texas summer. Everyone misses you so much even your cat Mad Ball, Luv ya Mom. July 17, 1993 - January 28, 2013.
Simone S - not a day,a week, month or a year goes by i dont think of you and our friendship. the pain of losing you is still as raw-like my shadow it follows me everywhere-i love and miss you forever and always-Lisa xxx
Mathew you were our everything.  So smart and funny and kind.  We love you forever baby.  Mathew Talacko,  3/21/90-7/4/15 from heart failure due to huffing.  We know you tried so hard to overcome. MomMom, till we meet again.
For my beautiful daughter Jessica, my babygirl, We all miss you so much.  Rest in peace honey. Love always, Your Daddy.
My beloved son, Alexander J. Fosso, passed 12/12/11 from an accidental overdose of Methodone and Xanax.  Forever 22 and loved. Alex's Mom, Janice
For the Love of Travis & Jesse and to all those who are loving and missing them so deeply. May the courageous efforts of their mothers Danni & Elda help to save the lives of many more suffering with addiction.
On November 28, 2010, my son Garett died of an overdose.  My heart is broken forever.  He was an extraordinary human being with a passion for music, animals and a heart bigger than the world.  He battled addiction for 11 years.  I never gave up hope.  I miss him so much every minute of every day.  I love you my dear sweet Garett.
My son, Kenny Aronckes Jr., received his angel wings on August 25, 2015 due to an accidental overdose. He was 31 years old & left behind a 4 year old daughter Bella, parents, family & friends....all heartbroken. We will always cherish the memories we have of him. Love you to the Moon and back, Kenny!
We Love & Miss You!! Our Family, Our Friends!  Our Angels In Heaven!  In Loving Memory of Jamie Lee McCabe & Brittany Jean Lovely 😘
Michael Benson, my only brother, I miss you more than I can explain. God knew He had to take you home but you took a part of me with you that I'll never get back. I miss your smile, your jokes, your eyes and hugs. Heaven gained a beautiful soul and I can't wait to see you again. All my love, your sister.
My precious son Matthew died of a accidental heroin overdose on 12-15-04. Forever 17. Matthew loved life ,his family ,his friends. He trusted everyone  sometimes to much. You see the night before he died his friend injected him with a lethal dose of heroin and drove around the city with Matthew past out in his car.Finally going back to his mom's house and lying about why Matt was in his car because he didn't himself want to get in trouble.  It was 15 below zero,10 days before Christmas. Even when they found him dead in the morning his friend lied to police about what happened. ONE phone could have saved Matthews life....I love you Matthew and will forever hold you in my heart until we are reunited again someday in heaven!
Leon G. Busby Jr. 6-21-86 to 12-12-14 died of a overdose at 28 years. My beautiful, creative and smart boy! We loved him so much! He lived with shame over his addiction! I hate to say that I made him feel shame! I wish I knew what I do now, I would have never made him feel bad! He had a horrible disease but I thought he should just be able to quit. It is not that easy! Mom.
This is in memory of Jeff Hyde "J", who died April 14, 2015 at age 32 in Houston TX from the toxic effects of heroine and cocaine.  We love you and miss you so much, and not a day goes by that we don't think of you, Your loving family.
Five years ago I heard my brother say I love you one last time as he squished his face against my bedroom window of our apartment that we shared. He never made it home that night. The next day, paramedics called me asking me if I was his sister and if I could met them at a hospital. I called my youngest brother and my father. They got there first. My youngest brother called me in tears and said "Jenn.... Get here..." And then my step mother called me sobbing uncontrollably. My father said "where are you? Are you driving?" I said no. Then I said "dad what happened?" He said "Tony's dead". I fell to the ground crying. We reached my mother finally and she rushed to the hospital. The next day was Mother's Day. Five years have passed since I heard his beautiful voice, his amazing laugh, saw his beautiful smile. I miss you with all of my heart. I love you yesterday, today and tomorrow. Hold on loosely but don't let go! RIP Tony. 7/11/1984-5/8/2010
To Travis Wilson  We all prayed for your recovery and sadly now we pray for your peace. You are missed by your parents, sister and brother-in-law, nephew, niece, aunts, uncles, cousins, neighbors, Layla and Moe.  We just wish we you could have conquered this addiction. We are proud that you tried. 'Til we meet again, loving you.
My son Dylan Yates died of a Heroin overdose his first day out of a 30 day rehab. He will be forever 23. He was born October 18, 1990 and died May 8, 2014. He was a cancer survivor when he was a teenager. He loved life and the outdoors. He was creative to a fault. We will miss him forever and never stop trying to help those that are in his shoes and change the way the world views addiction.
My beautiful talented daughter Jillian Nicole (5/6/93 to 5/10/09) you died before the epidemic was at full strength and before we could realise what we were looking at. I'm so sorry I failed you but I just didn't know. You left your mom, brothers,sisters,friends and community bereft. With my new eyes and new knowledge perhaps I can help someone else. You're safe in heaven and died before you knew the hell this drug brings.
To all the people that have lost the battle to a fiendish opponent, may you find comfort that you have not been alone , this attacker is not a respecter of persons, it will attack anyone, anywhere, anytime . My heart continually breaks for beautiful amazing and GOOD people who have been taken far to soon. You were not weak, but unaware of the ferocity of the enemy . Rest peacefully and feel no more pain, my lovely ones .........x
In memory of my nephew, Logan Mason, who left us on December 20, 2012.  I think of you daily and miss you deeply.  Your struggles ceased on that day, mine were just beginning.  Knowing this gives a small measure of peace but my heart broke and is still filled with many cracks and crevices.  You are not forgotten.  It is not goodbye but until we meet again.
Floyd E Crowe died on June 2, 2015. He was my husband and I love and miss him very much.  He had a big heart but the addiction had a terrible hold on him.
My dear daughter Erin Allen died from this horrible addiction. Heroin molested her and then made her beg for more and more everyday. This drug is truly the devil and will take your life in a minute. Erin has been known by many and has saved thousands of people with her story. Heaven is a lot brighter since she has been there. God Bless all addicts and don't ever give up without a fight. R.I.P. Erin 04/03/79 - 06/23/97.
My son was a wonderful young man, full of life and energy that was  contagious. When he walked in a room it lit up, he brought  happiness and excitability to life. Everyone loved him and he loved everyone, he was sweet, kind, and loving. And this terrible disease called addiction took over his life. It's been 3 years since he left this world, I miss him so much. I am lucky to have had him, if only for 24 years of his life. He was my life, I'm so lost without him. All I have is all our memories, pictures and some videos to console me. I know one day, we will be together. Until then, RIP my son Ralph, oxox
I lost my beautiful daughter 10 months ago to a heroin overdose. She was a beautiful, loving soul who was powerless against this demon on the earth among us. I know you're watching down on us baby. The pain is gone now for you. I love you and not a day goes by that you're not in my thoughts and prayers...Dad.
It has been nearly twelve years since our loving son Jason died of an overdose of prescription drugs. We miss you more than words can say. You were a shining light in my life that was extinguished much too soon, leaving a hole in my heart and in our family. Mom.
To all of those who I have known and loved who have lost their lives to addiction, may you now have peace in the arms of God. Now to those who I love who are still struggling to overcome addiction, I will always be here for you xo Nicky
In loving memory of my brother, Frederick N Ellis III -aka- Ellis Ellis. He was two weeks shy of turning 27. August 6, 1988 - July 26, 2015. I love you & not a day goes by that I don't think about you. It gives me peace to know you are no longer suffering with the horrible drug, heroin, and are now sober in the arms of Jesus.
On August 14, 2010, my little brother, Jeremy Grant Koontz died of an unintentional drug overdose. He was 34 years old. It was a Saturday.  This song and video tribute tell his story:      We love and miss you, Jeremy.
4/21/15~ Walking through the zoo, singing 'Hakuna Matata', Coleman's favorite Disney movie/song and we find out on Facebook that he has died.  I love and miss you more than I have ever loved or missed before~Coleman Kapiloff Hammond (8/7/90-4/21/15)
James Michael Mussaw we love you and we miss you. You will always be in our lives, hearts, and minds forever. Until we see you again please watch over all of us that are still here.
I will forever miss you! Love you Sara Kathryn.
My son James died of a heroin overdose on 6-29-15 at the age of 19. He was due to earn his master scuba certification and then off to university August 27. James had done so well but began to slip into a bit of a depression. On the 29th I heard him get out of bed to go to the bathroom, wash up and brush his teeth. All sounded fine. Three hours later he was dead in his chair and I will never forget that day. We are all becoming more aware of how these young (and older) people are dying and what an epiddemic heroin has become, but I want to impart on you how James lived his life. He did not wake up one day and decide to be an addict....he wanted to be a marine biologist, get married some day and have a family. He was well groomed, clean, funny, smart and a firecely loyal friend. James was compassionate and empathetic. He would help anyone in need at any hour and his smile brightened most prople's lives. As his Mum I am still struggling with why...what did I miss...what didn't I see or happened on my watch. I miss him so much it hurts and I know the pain will be with me forever. I would give anything for one more more kiss good more smile. My hope is that there is an after life and James is at peace. I don't think I could go on unless I believed that.
In loving memory of a beloved friend, brother and son, Eric Russell Anderson, 2/23/1982-10/27/2013. You are truly missed each and every minute of every day. Life has not and will not ever be the same without your smiling face. Addiction is a powerful disease and it took your life far too soon. Your best friend, your brother, Ryan Colt is lost without you and continues to struggle on a daily basis. We know that you are in our hearts and forever will be with us there until we meet again!!!!!! Love you buddy!! Love Always, Your Lil Miss Anne
Memories of my son Kevin died 23rd October 2001 aged 28 years from a heroin overdose, my lovely son who will never be forgotten, who lived life on the edge fighting his addiction every day. I knew he was getting weary, he told me as much the day before he died. RIP Kevin. Life goes on but my heart is still broken. Much Love, Mum. Xxxxxx
My dear sweet nephew. Gone far too soon at 19 . Always loved and missed.
To my dearest, sweetest Jason.  On November 19, 2014, you left us too soon at the beautiful age of 22. I wish I could have protected you from harm or somehow given my life for yours. Despite the pain that has burned a hole inside of me, not a day passes without me realizing how lucky I am, and have always been, to be your mom. I miss you terribly and console myself with knowing that one day I will see you on the other side. I love you more than all the grains of sand on all of the beaches in the world and more than all of the stars in every galaxy in every universe.  Always your loving Mom, Kathryn.
My 33 year old daughter died on September 23, 2012 of an overdose of methadone, morphine and Xanax given to her by a pain clinic doctor. Nothing but a pill mill doctor. My daughter, Tabitha A. was a devoted mother of two, a business owner of Heads or Tails dog grooming salon, she was a granddaughter, a sister, a hard worker, and my best friend.My daughter who ended up at this pain clinic for a knee injury from a car accident. This doctor loaded her down with many other narcotic prescriptions beside the lethal cocktail she died of which was multi-drug toxicity. There is not a moment that i don't think of her and my heart aches for her 24/7. My daughter was not this doctor's first nor last victim and is still practicing.
Forever precious daughter. If I had known what I learned after, I would have moved heaven and earth to save you. No more pain, anguish, heartache for you. Incredible young lady, you touched so many with your pureness.
In remembrance of Storm Roger who died in my arms, my Father, Piters, who committed suicide after 55 yrs of heavy using, and Alv, the polar bear, who died alone behind Colosseum Theater in Oslo, 12. February, 2007. I miss you guys! Rest In Peace!
My beloved son,  Quentin Jordan Smith,  died March 23, 2010 at the age of 27. He left behind me his mom's, his dad, brother Justin,  sister Miranda,  and daughter Kya.  We miss you so very much son and love you forever!!! We remember your life with Joy, your face with Happiness, your Love with Honor! In Heaven with Jesus,  we will be reunited forever!!! Give Jesus a hug and kiss from us all! Big Love and Hugs to you my Squent!!! Moms
My dearest Hunter, I gave you life, you gave me the meaning! I love you to the moon and back and infinity.  Your humor,  joy ,compassion and love for life lite up everyone who met you... your beautiful daughter Lola is the luckiest little girl to have you as her daddy..God blessed me with an angel...and took you back to heaven. Thank you for every second you blessed me with. It's an honor to call you my son... I love you , mama and all your friends and family xo
To may darling sister Rosie, accidental OD on the 12.06.09. Miss you heaps Rosie, gone to soon but forever in my thoughts. You give me the strength to carry on.
Kris accidental OD 27.01.12 you are with me every day, you help me to carry on, your spirit is with me always.
In memory of my friends, comrades and colleagues who have passed away through overdose: Tom Djordevic, Gillian, the man in the laundry in Crown St, Mark Francezoff, Johnny Sideburns, Tony Goswell, Shaun Sullivan, Dave Oliver, Richard Terry, Simon Smith, John Tesoreiro, Chris Aldamez, Vicki Smith, Wayne Russell, Rex Underwood, John Standen And especially Karen Walters. Mother of our daughter Polly; mother of Christopher, Euridyce and John Henry. I miss you greatly.
  To my nephew Brandon who shared the same birthday as me It's your time now time to be free No more battling your addiction you see For now it's time to be with your other family The one's who have died from the same disease Just knowing you will be with them puts my mind at ease Love Auntie Donna
Remembering Jacqueline Lenderman who passes on March 19, 2015, at 26 years old. We love and miss you so much. 😢
  In loving memory of my beautiful boy, Brandon Hadi Kashef, half of my now broken heart.  3.19.96 - 5.13.15 forever 19, accidental OD stole the rest of his years on this earth, until I see him again and live for eternity with my beloved son.  The days have not gotten easier, only different, not any less painful. I will never forget the phone call that forever spilt my life into before and after and I will never stop grieving the loss of my sweet, old soul.  I love you, Brando, see you when my time here is done.
Dillon Wentz lost his battle at the age of 23. He was not active in his addiction at the time, he was doing well, we finally had our boy back. Then on 6/28/15 he used for the final time. He fought for his life and was taken into Gods hands too soon. He will me deeply missed forever...
Remembering my youngest son and best friend, Evan. Evan died of an accidental overdose of Heroin on 8/20/13 here at home. I miss you so much and will love you always and forever. RIP and embrace your new found peace and freedom.
  On August 12th my daughter and I received the call we never wanted to get but knew there was a possibility that one day it would come. NOTHING can prepare you for the loss of your child. At the young age of 25 Bret was found in his truck all alone.  We have since found out that his addiction was much worse than we ever thought and the one question we will never have an answer to is WHY?
Karen & Brittany
A graceful hand on my shoulder surprised me. I turned to a face that seemed faintly familiar, her approving eyes serene. “I’m sorry, Jacob. I didn’t mean to startle you. I’m a mutual friend of Dan, um, I remember you from last week at his --”. Her gaze, her soul-stirring wonder, took me back a week prior, to my best friends viewing. The grieving eyes of his family meeting mine, my heart screaming, soul crying, I knew, nothing, nothing will ever change how they feel. Marriage, Grandchildren, first steps, Christmas shopping, prideful bragging, birthday cards, and -- The expectations of life, died with my best friend, a tender-hearted man, Dan. I wished now for a protective love for Dan's mother and father, with the broken heart, a small intent from my own weary spirit. “We wanted to thank you,” she whispered. “We know he was watching last week, your words were beautiful." It wasn't your fault; He would want you to know that.” Her tear-stricken eyes held mine in a long gaze, finding my soul, vulnerable... An unexpected oneness with the Divine, awakened my soul, like a plunge into arctic waters. Twice before this moment, I experienced the divine light, it adds a flash of brilliance to life humans cannot describe with language or illustration. "He will not die in vain" the words that proceeded a long hug... This unexpected compassion would not erase my ambivalent mind and wonder of questioning, but a gentle gift was received. Within my boundless spirit, the fertile soil of my heart, there has been the planting of a seed; a seed of wisdom, love, compassion and peace. To me, it's like an open window shining light on a simple truth that was covered in doubt and questions, providing clarity to all the mysteries I had about myself, the world, and its meaning. Everyone has a purpose in life, and talent and gift only possessed by our individuality and uniqueness. The intention is the power and force and when understood it guides you to your most excellent higher self. I strive to be that person.... And much more   -leadbyexample333
This is a poem I wrote for my brother when he lost his battle with drugs. My dear brother Joe You had a heart of gold and no secrets untold You had a short time on earth 46 years from the time of you birth You and I were so close in heart That is why it is so hard for me to part My dear brother Joe oh how I miss you so Every time I think of your forever sleep all I do is weep weep weep My dear brother Joe Oh how I love you so.
In loving memory to my daughter Jessica Lynne Clifford 8-5-91  to 5-16-14. Please continue to watch over us as we continue without you.  Please watch over and guide all those who are still struggling with their addiction.  May you Rest in Peace my sweet angel   Love Mom, Joe, Joshua
I love you and miss you Garrett. You are missed by dad, Amber, Elysse and your little baby Anela. So many others love and miss you too. Forever in our hearts. 6/1/90-3/4/15. Gone too soon.
  I lost my sister may this year. She was only 20. Kodye Maria Palma I would have been planning her 21st birthday around now. Its very hard. Drug awareness is so important, too many young lives are taken from it. Miss you sis xo
Remembering with a broken heart the loss of my husband at age 36 who passed April 1996 and my son at age 27 who passed February 2014. Both died from an opioid drug overdose. Nothing can express the pain and loss this horrible disease has left on my soul! Not a day goes by that I do not think of them.
In remembrance of my dear son, Andy, who at the age of 32, passed away from a Heroin Overdose. He succumbed to this awful disease just 3 weeks ago on 7/30/15. We will forever love and remember you, Andy...Rest for you are now at peace...Love,Mom.
Remembering my son, a brother, a great grandson, a grandson, a friend whom passed away August 27th 2009, at 19, due to a methodone OD. Always remembered and never forgotten.
I would like to post a tribute to the following people in my life that have lost their battle with drugs:  Frank Mazenkas (Ex-Husband), Joseph Erhardt (Brother), Jessica Clifford (future daughter in law), Christopher Zawadzki (Future son in law), and Brandon Race (nephew).  May you rest in peace and watch over your loved ones as you help guide them through life down the path of a life of good health and happiness. Although God had other plans for you (angels), I miss all of you and wish you were still here with your family.  Love, Janet.
On June 12th, 2001... The closest friend I have ever known departed this world. While far too soon by our own standards, this had to be "on time" by the clock of The Highest Intelligence- God him/herself. William Dean Jackson will be forever missed, and will forever live on in the hearts of many. Friends since before we were able to speak, we were truly brothers. This disease has taken too many, and I am acting to assist others in William's name. A hard working, kind, fearless, and magical soul he was, and will forever remain. Gone before his 21st birthday, yet never to be forgotten. R.I.P. William Dean Jackson. My Best Friend, Homeboy, and Brother. You will forever be remembered.1980-2001.  
I would like to remember a few people who lives were lost at a young age due to drug overdose. Stevie Clarke Tony Gallant Cowboy Brown Joe And many more...........God bless their souls.They are greatly missed. And in memory...............
On May 14th 1998 I awoke to find the love of my life laying lifeless beside me. We'd both overdosed. I woke up. He didnt. Not one day goes past that I don't wake up hoping it was a nightmare and that he'll be next to me hassling me for snoring all night. I love and miss you. Rest in Peace Jamie O'Hara. Until we meet again xoxo One of many of my fallen comrades.
In memory of my husband, Randall K. Whaley, who died March 2, 2015.
Tim, we love you and miss you.  You are remembered with love every minute of every day.  Love, Rosemarie and Dad
I lost my husband of 30 yrs from a heroin overdose in March of this year. He fought addiction for years. It has been such a tragedy for the entire family. I miss him dearly and there is nothing that takes away the pain. It is an epidemic in our community. I want to get involved in helping others fight this dark disease of addiction.   This will be my way of keeping his memory alive. He was a great man who died well beyond his years. He was only 50. I will always love you my dear.
This is a tribute to a few of the people in my life that went out of this world by way of overdose.  The names are in no particular order, their order of listing in no way represents any significance to importance.  With that being said: RIP Nate Fenju RIP Chris Sinclair RIP Seth Groce RIP Ralph Carr
My beautiful grandson passed away on July 4th.  He was huffing computer cleaner and went into respiratory failure.  He died alone outside.  His grandfather found him 3 days after he passed away in the Florida heat and humidity.  I miss him so much it hurts.  Please if anything comes from his death,  learn and know huffing will kill!!
To all our fallen comrades; To those that are heart brokenly left behind; To those that have irreversible damage from a non-fatal overdose; My heart (though broken as well) is with you especially on this important day of acknowledgement. My thoughts are with all our community and our friends and family. I hope we all find the solace we seek and deserve.
On 7/9/2013 I had several missed calls from my step brother. I returned his call and he said he heard from a friend of a friend that our brother Denver and his girlfriend Dawn were dead. I said 'no', someone would have called me. Denver was living at my nephews at the time. So I knew he would have called. So I text him and no response. I called my mom and she was on her way to there house with her neighbor. My step brother had called her as well. I said ok just call me when you get there. I never thought twice about it. I just knew it was a mistake. 2 minutes later my poor 76 year old mother calls me and said 'sissy you better get over here'. I just dropped and said 'momma, no'. She hung up the phone. She couldn't stand hearing my cries. My husband drove us there as fast as he could. I still just want sure about it all till we turned the corner and seen the cops and news channel there. It was the most tragic thing I've ever experienced. We lost my 37 year old brother to a heroin/meth overdose along with his 35 year old girlfriend. The whole family has suffered greatly since then. He was the baby out of my mom's 7 kids. We were so close. I still feel the urge to call him. He left behind a son that was 14 at the time. It's still hard for me to even see him. I pray for everyone who has been through this. It affects the whole family.
My daughter passed away April 30th,2015 from a drug overdose. This is still very real and painful for me and my family, and her children. This is a beautiful thing that you guys are doing. It is preventable but only if the person wants the help. My daughter has fought this monster since she was still a teenager, she went 5 years clean and fell off the wagon again. She was 40 years old and was all set for rehab again on the Monday following her death. Her birthday is August 28 and this will be yet another very sad day for us. Something needs to be done and telling someone they need to p*ss dirty to get help is the first mistake, sorry but that's my opinion and that's why she's gone today. She was in jail 6 months, came out had urges asked for help and she had to pi*ss dirty, I am so angry at the world right now. I will be at the march in honor of her and the many others.
Love and miss you every single moment my son. Joseph (Joey) Holler 7-1-1980 to 5/13/2015 💔
On September 15th, 2007, the world lost a loving soul.  My brother, John, was a bright, loving individual who had so much life to experience.  He was plagued by childhood issues that resulted in coping with drugs and alcohol.  His life and death will not be in vain as I will make it my life's goal to shed light on this dreaded disease that not affects the afflicted but also affects  families and friends.  These are our brothers and sisters that are dying from drugs.  When will we stop ignoring this issue?  When will we stop judging others?  When we will stop labeling others?  When will we stop blaming others?  When will we start acknowledging there is a huge epidemic in this country?  When will we start supporting those afflicted and the families that love them?  When?? I would like to challenge each of you today.  Pay it forward today by doing a good deed for someone else in honor of your loved one who died of a drug overdose.  Let's start a movement and post on facebook or any social media site.  Let it be known that our loved ones will be remembered and we will honor them by paying it forward.  How will you pay it forward in honor of your loved one?
This is for my daughter Stephanie Kaye Ramsey. She was my firstborn child. She was the most loving, caring, giving person I know. Family meant everything to her. She left behind a beautiful little boy. Her son was her life. I miss her everyday. She was clean for 4 months, living with me. She went back to Ct because she missed her son and was due to go back into rehab the day she overdosed on heroin. It was 11 days shy of her 30th birthday. I miss her voice and her laugh. I miss hearing her call me "mommy". She was a force to be reckoned with. I asked her why she would try heroin, she said she thought she would just do it once at a party and she would be able to just have 1 night of fun. It overtook her life. She was funny and beautiful  and my heart.  I miss her everyday. She was not just an addict, she was my daughter!!  She is missed by her family everyday. I love you Steph. Say hi to your dad for me. Love your mom.  
  I would like people to know that my beautiful 22 year old son Jason Charles McDaniel existed in this world and mattered. Jason died in his sleep 10-10-12 after smoking heroin on aluminum foil. Jason was just 8 days out of rehab and 2 days shy of going back in. Jason was so much more than his addiction. He was my first born son and beautiful in every way. Jason believed he was safe from overdose as long as he didn't use a needle. Heroin any way is a killer. I would give anything to have Jason back. I will love and miss him forever.
  In Memory of my son Salvatore Marchese 4/11/84 - 9/23/10 - A beautiful soul with a heart of will be Forever In Our Hearts.  Always remembered, never forgotten.  I love you.
  In loving memory of my beautiful son Curtis. Only he and God know how much I would prefer him to be here with me today and always, but God had other plans. I am still his Mom and he is still my baby, the only one that can light up my heart. Today and always, I will remember his beautiful smile, his strong presence, his kind and caring eyes, and his way of making me smile at any given time with his original sense of humor. I was blessed to have him as my child; he was God’s gift to me. He has taught me more than any one person in my life has ever taught me, for that I am grateful. I believe in the saying, “everyone is in your life for a reason, season or a lifetime.” I have yet to figure out which one he is, but I am inclined to believe he is all three. I will always remember him by the way he lived, and the way he wanted life to be. He had a carefree depth to him, who could not be confined. He was compassionate, bold, fearless and respectful. I honestly couldn’t have asked for a more accomplished son. He would give the shirt off his back for anyone who needed it, he would give shelter to someone in need, and he would give the food off his plate to someone who was hungry, he would give all his change to the homeless, because they needed it more than he. “Life will give you what you attract with your thoughts. Think, act and talk negatively, your world will be negative. Think, act and talk with enthusiasm, You’ll attract positive results.” August 9, 1995 - November 27, 2014
Lowell (Mom)
This is in memory of my beautiful, insightful, compassionate, feisty, artistic and humorous daughter Kara. I don't know what happened to her, as she's been missing for almost three years. It's likely she died of a heroin overdose, or from violence stemming from her addiction. I miss her every day, and will hold her in my heart for the rest of my life. Kara, I pray that you have found peace and are in God's loving protection. I wanted so much to help you, and I hope you forgive me and your family for not knowing how to help you. We will love you and miss you forever.
"My anxiety has effected every part of my life now, social,work,family and thoughts(negative).I will get an anxiety attack and instantly not want to talk/do anything. Immediately sweat and sit around in a daze." These are the profound words of my son, Ryan Keith Bowman. Ryan passed away from an accidently prescription drug overdose, December 13, 2014. Ryan was trying to be a young adult man, not the baby of a family of 4 children. He was such a strong, great soul. His heart was huge and his smile was full of life. His anxiety bagan at 14 due to a loser telling him, he was an albino, asking him what was wrong with his skin. This thought had NEVER occurred to this outgoing, athletic,fun loving guy but for some reason it caused a 360 degree turn with his self esteem, and from then on out anxiety began. We sought professional help right from the start. After 10 years Ryan was really beginning to get a great handle on this, but unfortunately an unknown monster, was inflicting a dependence, and since it wasn't street drugs, Ryan felt he had it under control. His body had no tolerance and due to mixing 2 low levels of prescription drugs, he never woke up.  If you are under the care for anxiety or panic attacks, make sure they are looking out for you. Mke sure they are on your back, making you be accountable, whether you like it or not. Whether your over 18 or not. Whether you tell them your doing fine or not. Don't settle, make sure they are looking out for YOU. We miss our son so very much. I read the tributes here, and there is not one word of tribute, that his momma(me),his daddy and 3 siblings have not uttered and or felt. Its horrible. Its lonely. Its grieving the what wont ever be, on top of what we ve lost. We love you Ryan Keith Bowman. Born on his grandmothers birthday, March 12, 1988 and passed away December 12, 2014.
Alicia, I miss you very much.Miss your beautiful heart n beautiful smile.Please watch over your family they miss you horribly. Love you.
I miss you so much Justin. Was it intentional? Is every time you use, a toss of the coin? Somehow, signing over your life every hit, every pill. I needed you and now I will never get to tell you how sorry I am for being such a terrible sister to you. Rest in peace. 2/27/78-3/16/14
My beautiful daughter, Sara, passed away in my arms on 12/15/2012. Her last words were, "I love you". That was a gift from her that can never be measured. I miss her so much. She was only 28 years old and about to turn 29 on 12/22/2012. She had so many drugs in her system that her respiratory system gave out and she couldn't breathe. By the time the medics got there she had just fallen into my arms with no pulse or heartbeat. They tried to intubate her but her lungs were so swollen that they couldn't get the tube in. They did chest compressions all the way to the hospital and she was put on a ventilator, had a trac tube, IV, and feeding tube. She was like this for four and a half months until her father finally agreed to let her go. She was in a coma the entire time and her poor little body was skin and bones in the end. During that time she had seizures and her body jerked constantly while her face was contorted. After they took her off of life support she lasted for ten days with Hospice and took her last breath on 05/03/2013 but, as far as I'm concerned, she died in my arms. The medics said that she had been without oxygen for well over ten minutes and her brain was basically gone. I miss her so much. I only wish that she had gotten help with the pain she felt instead of numbing herself with drugs for so long. To all of the loved ones of people doing drugs my heart goes out to you. I just wanted to tell my message and maybe, just maybe, it can save one pained soul. Get help. Seek guidance. Drugs can and will kill you and dying isn't really what you want. You want the pain to stop. There is help out there. Ask for help to seek it out. You don't have to do it alone and YOU ARE NOT ALONE.
Remembering our lovely Robin who died 18 years ago aged 27 from an accidental heroin overdose - never forgotten and always loved. I have great faith that at some point our lives will cross again and we will be reunited - until then, we send you our love. Mum and Dad xx
Blane Audiss had struggled almost 10 years with addiction. He had overdosed multiple times, it took his life 9-10-14. He was 25 years old. I miss him every second of everyday. He will never be forgotten.
My son Marcus was a brother of 2 siblings nephew cousin of many. and highly blessed with friends and aquaticines in areas of his life for 29yrs years!!!!  My heart goes out to others because Marcus had struggled to stay in the healthy world for years while fighting alcohol and drug additions.   Help was always suggested by everyone that loved him.  He had great faith in God and yet the addiction ended his life in March of 2015.  He is so greatly missed, and yet will always be remembered for his dedication in trying to get better. Today is his Birthday he would have been 30yrs old.   Help is every where,but I hope the law will be able to set stronger limits for the people who are connecting  so easily. My son died of a heroine overdose and I grieve so much,but memories and other people who are suffering as I are great therapy!!!!
My beloved boy, Patrick Mullen. was born  on May 23,1983 I loved him from the moment I looked at him. You died on July 25th 2015 Patrick was kind, thoughtful, and I loved him dearly. He had a good heart he was courageous. Patrick you are always in my heart and mind. I love you more than you could imagine. You left me with an ocean of tears.
  On July 4, 2015, I lost an irreplaceable part of my heart, my cousin, Trey Fulford, to a heroin overdose.  He had been clean for 4 months and then like a blink of an eye and a needle to the vein, he was gone.  Our small little town here on the east coast is being overran with heroin. Trey was such a sweet soul and had a smile that could knock you off your feet. I miss him more than I could ever put into words.
  My younger brother passed away on April 8 2015 due to accidental overdose. He was 25 when he passed and has left a void that can't be filled. We miss him with every ounce of our hearts and souls. A loving son, brother, grandson, cousin, uncle and friend. You are always on our minds forever in our hearts. Our Peter Pan, we love you to the moon and back xo we need to raise more awareness
  This is to remember my son Tom who died aged 29 years old in 2002 of a heroin overdose. I love him love him always and wish I could have helped him. His father and brother still suffer from this devastating loss as I do. Sleep peacefully my dearest Tom.
  I'm memory of my beautiful daughter Layla Kate Heckel, who died from a heroin overdose. 9/12/91-10/16/11 Fly free, baby girl...
RIP my handsome son. My son Mark Steven Woisard died of a drug overdose on1/06/2014. He was an amazing person. He was an awesome son, father and friend. Mark would of given you the shirt off his back if you needed it. I struggle every day with the loss of my son. They're were a few people that attended my sons funeral that also have died from overdosing. Addiction is no joke, it doesn't discriminate against no one. Please if you have a drug problem there is tons of help out there, don't be afraid to ask for it. God bless all who have died from addiction, you all had someone out there that loves and cares about you!
My beautiful daughter and best friend Aubri Dawson Welsh. Left is to miss her on 9/17/2014 to a heroin overdose two days out of rehab. Aubri was a daughter, wife, sister, mother friend, cousin, neice..all of which she did well. But more importantly she was a caring compassionate and loving human being. A personality and smile that could change the atmosphere in any place she walked into. Aubri had a disease one that does not discriminate. She tried but in the end the disease  was stronger.  She was judged but she never judged. She lived by the motto " there but for the grace of God go I". She was so loved. If a mom's love was enough to save her she would be here today. Sadly missed but always loved and forever in our hearts
  March 14, 2011 will forever be the darkest day in my life when I received the phone call from my eldest son that his brother Michael had died of an apparent overdose.  Michael, like so many young people we are meeting in this tribute page, was loved by so many.  He was bright and funny and kind to all who knew him.  He had struggled with addiction for many years, was on that roller coaster of getting clean and moving forward with his life, to falling back into the abyss.  Throughout those years, he managed to earn a Master's Degree in education and looked forward to his dream of being a Special Ed teacher.  The overdose came at a point when he was trying on his own to get clean.  It was a huge mistake, and I will forever feel the guilt for not insisting he do so with help and supervision.  He died at age 31, just months before he was to be in his brother's wedding.  He will not know his new little nephew.  His friends have married and are having children.  Michael loved kids and would have been the best uncle to all of these little ones.  Though I finally turned a corner in my grief and accepted that Michael is no longer here, I still have dark days when I cry easily and wish I could turn back time.  I miss Michael every day.  I think about what I might have done differently every day.  And my heart breaks over and over again when I hear about another young person lost to this horribleness, another mother who will be living in grief.  I am paralyzed to know what to do about this, except to begin to speak out loud about it.  The shame I felt about how Michael died kept me from being able to tell people when they asked.  Now I say it strongly.  People need to know that beautiful young people with great potential are losing their lives to this addiction, and we need to find out how to stop this.  Watch this TED talk if you haven't already, it will open your eyes and give you much to think about.     -- RIP Michael 8/17/79 - 3-14-11
My beautiful daughter, Lexe Aspen Downer, age 18, died April 9, 2014. She is so giving and caring. She would help anybody!  Heroin took her life. So young, sweet, and precious with so much potential. She would have outgrown it if she was given more time. Unfortunately, heroin is killing our young people before they have a chance. I luv you Lexe and miss you so.  Mom.
To my beautiful son Michal  Dec.08.1981-June 30. 2012. I love you always, your big heart, your beautiful smile, and the voice … You save so many lives, you were so easy to love… My son, my best friend, my heart and my air, I love you forever. Mom.
My son Ian Murphy-Mitchard.  9/21/1979 ~ 9/24/2007. Ian was a traveler who roamed the United States from coast to coast. He was beautiful, loyal, smart and funny. He loved music & writing. He struggled with mental illness and with heroin.  My description of Ian contains words that describe so many of our sons and daughters lost to overdose.  In one month it will be 9 years since he passed and yet he is with me each day.  Never a day goes by I don't see something I want to share with him, think of him, smile at a memory...  If you are a parent reading this you know what I mean - their physical presence is gone and yet they are so present in their absence..  Time and absence do not diminish my love for my son. I was honored to be his mother for 28 years. Many of them were tough years and yet when I think of him it is always with longing in my heart.  Thank you Australia for starting International Overdose Awareness Day - a bell that tolls around the world in memory of those we've lost. I hope everyone will do what is within their power to help those souls still with us who struggle every day to reclaim what drugs have taken from them. Good night sweet Ian. Mama
Ian’s mama
RIP..Mario Delgrosso,Mario Coduto, Jason Grisser, Chris Barr, Jamie Sheridan.
RiP to my Beautiful daughter Brianna Elizabeth. Heroin does not discriminate. I will always love you. 3/18/84-7/3/15
In death we become equal, but sadly, all too often the cause of death can be quite the opposite. In life there are many inequalities that can be a primary contributing factors to addiction, such as, Education, Housing, Employment, Poverty, depravation,  all of these social equalities can lead to wrong choices that at the time served their purpose, to escape the feeling that are connected to all of these social ills, loneliness, low self esteem, worthlessness, failure, isolation. These feelings are made worse by ignorance, discrimination, victimisation, stigma, and all can lead up to someone paying the ultimate price either intentionally or not. Most overdose situations are accidental, most are also preventable. Unfortunately, discrimination, and negligent practices restrict access to specific life saving medications. The high number of fatalities could be significantly reduced if addiction was treated like any other life-threatening condition and wider access to Naloxone put in place. Until this happens our community members continue to die at alarming rates. All of the above attributes that lead the journey into addiction right through to medical negligence must change in order to reduce the number of individuals being lost. My conscience is clear on all levels. How about you?
We have just had the 4 year anniversary of my partner who passed away due to a heroin overdose.  The hardest job I have ever had to do as a mother was tell his 9 year old boy, my son.  My son is now 13 and no longer has a father.  He doesn't know the real reason why Daddy left us, I couldn't bear to tell him the truth, not yet.  Shane was my soulmate, but such a tortured soul.  Together we battled, I managed to beat it, he didn't.  I feel so sad still to this day, at the sad waste of life.  He had been clean for a few months, the longest period of time during a 5 year time frame of using.  We spoke on the phone just as his dealer met him at the car.  He tried to tell me that it was nothing and he was just seeing a mate, the next morning we received the call that he was gone.  That week 9 young lives were taken by overdose.  I don't know why there are some people out there who think because the person died of a drug overdose that it's not as tragic as if it were a car accident or terminal's a loss no matter how they left us.  Shane I miss you every day as does your gorgeous young man.  He looks more and more like his dad everyday.  I hope and pray that some day that we will no longer be hearing such sad news, but I just don't know.
Max, you are missed every second of every day. I will work forever to ensure that your memory is kept alive. You fought a courageous battle and I am forever grateful to call you my son. I love and miss you more than words can ever express. are now, and will always be, my whole heart. I love you, Mama Max Cota 8/8/91-9/7/11
What started off as a normal day, turned into the worst nightmare I could ever imagine possible. Around 10am on November 25th, 2013 I found my twin brother dead in a chair of a heroin overdose. The officer who arrived first was clearly upset and continued on to tell me that in a normal week, he responds to around 5-7 overdoses of men and women in their 20s. I will never forget that day. There is not a day that goes by when I do not think of Nick. He was 22, young and had so much life ahead of him. In Loving Memory of Nick 8/7/1991-11/25/2013 “You never know the biggest day of your life is going to be the biggest. The days you think are going to be the big ones; they are never as big as you make them out to be in your head. It’s the regular days, the ones that start out normal. Those are the days that end up the biggest.”
Remembering my lovely boy who died 21st October 2001 never forgotten, heroin overdose such a waste of a young life With so much to live for. RIP. Kevin Love Mum
My dear son James passed away June 29, 2015 from a heroin overdose. I heard him get up and brush his teeth and wash up at 8AM and at noon I found him dead in his room. He was due to go on a scuba diving trip July 8 and begin college August 27. James was a sweet, kind, compassionate and caring young man. A friend to all and very non-judgmental. His future was looking so bright but he was plagued by ADHD, depression, anxiety and addiction. So many times I thought we had made it.....but the addiction was stronger than a mothers love. I miss his smile, hugs, laughter, going to movies together, listening to his plans and dreams, playing his guitar and just his kind and sweet spirit. I love you James. I always will and my heart will only stop aching and be whole again when we meet again in heaven. Until then I will search for ways to live without you and cry my many silent tears. You left me too soon and you were the best son a mother could ever dream of. Until we meet again. 💔 Kiss kiss.  Mom
My son died. He died from an overdose, the coroner described it as drug toxicity, mostly heroin. There was a wide range of other substances also in his system. I watched him battle this insidious addiction over many years. He was loved deeply by his family and his many friends. The day he died was cold and wild weather, he had been to work all day, he came home changed and headed out again to meet friends. On his return he went to his bedroom and that is where we found him. Our loss is immense and we miss him dreadfully, we wish he could be here to share ordinary day to day activities. In fact I wouldn't even mind if we had one of those heated moments that then ended in a hug and Ï love you mum". The silence around his death is difficult, the stigma and at times the judgment but as he would say they don't know me. I miss that smile, the dancing in the hallway when he thought no one was looking, the hugs, the jokes but most of all I miss him. She is a cruel mistress heroin. Love you Kris
I had no idea he was using hard drugs.  We had already been through pain pill addiction. His dr gave him suboxen which had a deeper addiction and control over my son's life.  After 18 months of using this "prescribed" drug, he cleaned up.  Hallelujah!  I thought we were on the road to recovery.  He found his wife on top of another man and it only took 30 days of her lying (that they would get back together) and her cheating (she left him after counseling to have sex with her man) before he was hooked again.  This time, it was fentanyl.  A lethal dose and he died instantly with a needle still in his veins.  I never got to tell him I loved him.  I never got to tell him good-bye.  And to make things worse, I found out on Facebook.  No official has ever called me to tell me my son died.
I lost my boyfriend of 16 years to heroin on 5/15/2015. We were junior high sweethearts and I knew from the moment my eyes met his I would be by his side forever. I just never knew forever would come to an end at the young age of 29. He began using heroin a year before he died right around the time our twins were born. We also have an 8 year old.  He battled addiction for almost 10 years, but heroin came into the picture and took the love of my life in the blink of an eye. He had a beautiful soul, always wanted to make others smile, and was always encouraging others battling addiction to seek God and look to their children for their motivation to get clean . His faith was strong, and he loved his 3 girls with all he had. He ended up dying 1 day before we were going to take our oldest to Disney World. He was dead for almost two days before anyone found his body. I had no idea how bad the addiction became until after he died. He always told me he was clean and we were making plans for our future. The pain I am living with today makes me feel hopeless at times but reading other people's stories tells me I'm not alone.  God bless all the families out there who are grieving. I love you Danny.. promise promise
In loving memory of my best friend Chris. I never knew he had ever done heroin. He kept it a secret. It's horrible how addicts are treated in this country. Everyone is so judgmental. Maybe he would've told someone, & got help, but he didn't in fear of being judged. It can happen to anyone. I know so many who said they would never try it & did. No addict planned on becoming one. So many overdose & die everyday. I'd do anything to have my best friend back. He was only 33yrs old. I love you Bub. <3
In loving memory of our son Matthew who died 9/23/2008. One month before his 20th birthday. He overdosed on drugs the doctor gave him. I was to stupid to know what that drug would be the death of our son. He was battling depression,so I thought a doctor would help him. So parents be aware. I miss him so much. Half my heart is in heaven.
This is in Remembrance of Shellie Maxwell. She was My Mom and my Best Friend, She was the ONLY One who was their for me. My Father wasn't in my Life, All I Had was my MOM, She More than Made up for my Father. My Mom was Hurt at Work Almost a Decade ago, She Battled the Pain through the Years. They Prescribed her Every Type of Pain Pill Known to MAN! She Remained Strong through it All. She Passed Away July 2nd 2015 from an Accidental Prescription Overdose! Im HER SON, The One who is writing this to Remember my MOM. She Put me through A lot, Being the Only Support for my MOM. Ive Seen her at her WORST and Her Best! She was Trying to Make the Change that She NEEDED to In Life! She Wanted to get off the Prescriptions SOOO Bad! But that takes Time, And Time was NOT on HER Side. They had my Mom on so Many Prescriptions that it Seemed like they were TRYING to Kill Her! Rest In Paradise MOM! I Will Miss you Until we MEET Again! These Past 10 Years haven't been the Most Exciting, But A tleast we Were Together and were Happy. Please SAVE YOUR LOVED ONE BEFORE ITS TOO LATE! I Wish I Woudve done it for my MOM! :(
In loving memory of Patrick John Devine on what would be his 27th  Birthday. You were our baby on earth and now our angel in heaven watching over us. The world has lost your light but the heavens glow with your spirit. I'll love you forever I'll love you for always. Forever and ever my baby you'll be Mumma
My daughter Lily died on a stranger's couch Aug. 6, 2012. She had been living with mental illness for years and had enjoyed a year's sobriety in the company of many people who loved her. I think she thought she could just get away with it one more time. I am actually grateful she is done with all the suffering. But sometimes for me it's new again; I am turn and look into the empty gaping hole, I grind my teeth, fierce tears. No, it can't be.. never hug her again or hear her make a joke. She was 21. Blessed Be.
I lost my oldest son Jeff on January 21, 2012 from an overdose of heroin and cocaine. He left behind his son that I have cared for since he was 8. Not a day goes by that I don't think about him.
You made the world a brighter, happier place in the circles you traveled in. Your smile was infections, and I am proud to be your father! While you were with us for such a short period, we are forever changed! Please watch over your little brothers, and know they adore you! Until we meet again, I am always, truly, and faithfully working towards the betterment of those who suffer the way you did. No more suffering, that is the driving force in my life- you no longer feel that pain. I love you, Dad (Joe Engle)
My boyfriend Jason died February 20, 2015. He'd be 30 this coming August. He is missed dearly, he was such a special man.
This goes out to all the ones I lost due to the disease of addiction. I love you. RIP
I am posting in memory of my boyfriend of 8 years, and the father of my two children, Joshua Rash. He passed away February 21, 2015. He struggled for 2.5 years with heroin addiction. He would stay clean for months and then slip up for a week or two, and begin the cycle again. He went to rehab, he was in drug court for 6 months. He was trying to stay clean. He did it one more time. And that was all it took, and he died. We miss him everyday. He was an amazing dad, and not only my boyfriend but my best friend.
Remembering My son Ryan Matthew Snyder...3/7/84--10/20/14...Losing my only son to addiction has shattered my life...This disease not only takes our loved ones away it also takes us....the grief and the emptiness is an unbearable pain that will always live inside my heart...My son was loving, caring, always had a big beautiful smile...He was my rock and strength...But now he's only my memory..Forever 30....Ryan M Snyder....
My heart goes out to you and your family. And I feel your pain oh so well.I lost my son Dennis at the age of 25 he was clean for 2 years an a family member went to go score some dope an he was at work they went and got before they went so he got a bag. Then I got that phone call a mother don't want to get. He also overdose about 10 times an we bought him back but this is one time I wasn't there and it just kills me. I miss him more then words can say.we was very close he came to me for everything. He had two kids a girl an boy that I don't see because of there moms but I'm OK with that if they want to no about there daddy when they get older I will share his story. But that heroin, is killing a lot of young people it's said. Sorry for your lost. Rip my son died 5-28-2009 love u wish I could have you back again. 😭
Chris- March of 2014, Lawrence- July of 2014, Eric- February of 2015, Brittany- March of 2015, Steve- July of 2015. What a hell of a year with overdoses. This epidemic needs to end! Too many good souls are losing their lives and it hurts so much. Support International Overdose Awareness Day ❤️
My brother and only sibling was born 22 months after me. He was a daredevil of sorts from a very young age. He did whatever he wanted without thinking of consequences. When he was 2 years old and supposedly napping, my mother got an uneasy feeling. She went to his room to check on him only to find that he'd cut a hole in the screen of his window with blunt-tipped kindergarten scissors and was halfway out of the window. As a teen he started using drugs and getting into trouble. We both did, actually. Well, I never really got into trouble but  we shared acid trips and smoked pot. I took him to his first grateful dead show. I think this introduced his to his favorite lifestyle: following his favorite bands as they toured. He loved and lived adventure. Occasionally trouble found him. He began to steal from my grandparents, my parents and me. He'd been in jail a couple of time and in some mandatory treatment programs. We were a small and close family. The stealing and dishonesty was really hurtful. I expect that anyone who reads this has experienced a similar sense of betrayal. My dad once drove 4 hours in the middle of the night to pick him up from some sketchy street corner in Oakland, California after not seeing him for at least a year. My father says at first he didn't see my brother but pretty soon he and his dog emerged from under a blanket on the sidewalk. Things like this happened periodically over the years. I believed we were connected. One day while I was at work and had not seen or heard from my brother in 2 years, I told my coworker that I thought my brother would be showing up. He walked in to the movie theater I was working at just a couple of hours later. My coworker couldn't believe it. Ryan began using heroin in his early to mid 20's. I think he had a tendency to become bored and chased bigger thrills. He battled addiction off and on for a few years. He would eventually break his back during an accident while on a roofing job. Although this was a few years before his death, I think that occurrence was the catalyst of the downward spiral that would swallow him. I guess, if i'm honest with myself, maybe the start of the fall was the first time he used. However after the back injury, he no longer could find a decent paying job. Having a checkered past, he'd always relied on physical jobs doing construction. The back injury came with heavy painkillers and pretty soon, he was back on track using. When he was 29, he came to live with me here in settle. He and his beloved dog lived with me for a few months until he moved into his own space with mutual friends. He was honest and told me that this move was his last effort. He was tired. If things didn't work out, he was going to kill himself. I understood where he was coming from but tried to argue about his suffering. Everyone suffers, i'd say. What gives you the right to dwell and not try harder? Our months in settle were a gift that I wouldn't realize had been given to me until it was too late. We would talk for hours about everything. His time here only lasted for about 6 months. He'd found a minimum wage job that he hated but lacked the drive to look for something better. Soon enough he started using heroin again. Within 2 weeks, he was dead.  He was found in his room by his housemates with his wonderful dog by his side. That sweet dog had been locked in the room with my deceased brother for about 12 hours before he was discovered. My parent's were relieved when the death certificate said that his death was caused by an accidental overdose. I know in my heart that it was intentional. He had grown tired. There are so many points on the timeline of his life that I look back on and think about the various chances I had to intervene and never did. I wish we had him back. He was wonderful. So funny and smart. A much loved member of our family. I don't think my mother will ever recover fully from his death. Although he died in 2004, my heart still has a hole in it. I can still feel the blunt, acute pain of finding out he'd finally done it. We miss him so much and always will. He was my baby brother.  
Son, we didn't know you had a drug problem.  When you died in your sleep Jan. 8, 2015 at the age of 33, we didn't know.  Not until 90 days later when we received the death certificate and it stated the cause of death as "Acute multiple drug toxicity -heroin, cocaine and alcohol".  We never thought we would say your name and those words in the same sentence.  Your friends knew about the cocaine but they said it was recreational use.  They were doing it too.  No one knew about the heroin. What made you try it?  How many times did you use it? Is there anything we could have done to help you?  As close as we were how did you hide it from us?  We miss you all day long every day.  Our lives have changed forever.  I am thankful you have no more worries or troubles from this world, and I will see you again one day.   Our hearts ache for you everyday son. The world has lost a very special, loving, kind soul and you are missed by so many.  Our love for you will never die.
All our love to Aubrey Jade Hoogterp 6/25/89 - 9/1/12
Patrick Kevin Kelley. 6-28-82---1-18-11. Love ❤ and miss you every day. Mom
My fiancé died 16 weeks and 1 day ago, the day after our daughter's 2nd birthday around 5 am. He died from a heroin overdose. Something that he struggled with since 2012. He even said this was it, if I don't stop now its going to kill me I'm sick of heroin ruining my life over and over again, destroying our family, destroying myself. I got this Rachel I'm done. And so he was doing good for a while got himself clean and put himself into an outpatient rehab, until the rehab basically told him that they couldn't help him, and of course that did not help at all. He relapsed because he thought that if they couldn't help him then no one could help him, he got really bad that time, but then he picked himself up again. Got himself clean again. Stayed sober for what I thought was a few months however after he died I found out that I was wrong. I found out that he was extremely bad this time. The night of our daughter's birthday he was high and that was something he had never done, was be high around our daughter so I knew he was way to far into this addiction. We of course fought and yelled and I gave him and ultimatum, us or heroin, pick one, me and our daughter or heroin. He chose us or at least I thought he did. He said he go to rehab and get help, I fell asleep for an hour that night ( I didn't want to sleep because I had this gut feeling he was going to die) , but I ended up falling asleep for a short time and woke up to him not breathing with no pulse. I don't know if anyone else on here was the person to find their loved one dead from this awful disease but if you were you know how terrible it is. I tried to save him and do CPR until the paramedics came, however they couldn't save him either. Now I have to raise our daughter by myself and she'll grow up without her daddy, and I will live my life without my soul mate all because of heroin. Addiction in general is awful but there's nothing like addiction to heroin. Billy was the most amazing person I have ever met in my life until he met heroin. He will forever be the love of my life. He died two months before his 25th birthday. I was with him since we were teenagers we were high school sweethearts, not often do people stay together from the age of 16 and on, we would have been together forever, we had so many plans, we had a future, until heroin came into our lives. I love you Billy forever and always, Emma and I miss you so much, it hasn't gotten any easier just worse... I need you, I can’t live without you, I don't know how too... 5.19.90 - 3.11.15 </3
My son Jacob passed away from a heroin overdose 3 weeks ago on 06/05/15.  Jacob, aka pickle, was such a bright light in a dark world.  He never met a stranger, everyone who met him were instant friends.  He was so outgoing and his smile would light up a room.  He was a hard worker, a good friend, always willing to help others, and made it a point to meet a new person every day.  He loved little kids and they loved him.  He was recently talking about wanting to settle down with a good girl and raise some "bad ass" kids. Most of all he wanted nothing more than for people to find true happiness, he just couldn't find his own happiness. A bright light went out the day he died and the world is definitely now a darker place without him.  I love you Pickle and I miss you terribly every second of every day.
This has been a rough month, on June 8th we struggled through the second anniversary of the day you left us. Peter was the most amazing son, grandson, friend, and fisherman. He enjoyed the simple things, the beauty of nature and his passion for fishing. He experienced more in his 23 years on this earth than most people do in a lifetime and I'm so thankful for that. He was the most intelligent kind hearted man, and even through his sickness he was still a caring loving person always lending a helping hand. I wish so bad everyday when I wake up that it was a dream and you're still here, but it is not. It is a terrible reality that I can't hear you're voice or see you're beautiful smile. I miss you every single day and I always pray to you for strength and you always hear me. Drug abuse is one of the most painful things any person can endure society needs to stop judging and start helping because we're losing beautiful children everyday to this disease. I love you Peter, until we meet again angel.
Our family continues to suffer the effects of loss for our beloved daughter Amanda Beth Randall... She was such a source of happiness before she was an addict; her sense of humor and love of trivia were obvious. What wasn't obvious was the demon of addiction with its terrible grasp on our beautiful young daughter, sister, aunt, niece, and friend. The demon's grasp grew stronger and more obvious as the years went on..It caused our beloved daughter who was always so kind, to become so dependent upon heroin,and that we grew terrified of losing our precious girl...On Aug 17th, 2015 our worst nightmare was realized when Amanda overdosed for the final time....We miss her so much, even though the last 5 or 6 years of her life were so very difficult to watch. It's hard to imagine how difficult it must have been for her to live. We know she is at peace now, so that gives us some measure of peace also.. We look forward to our reunion with her in eternity..
I lost my beautiful daughter Jenee', almost 5 years ago to a cocaine and methadone overdose. She was 21 years old. When people hear "overdose", the mental images they come up with definitely don't look like my little girl. She was loving, thoughtful, kind, fun , beautiful...  even did modeling on the side for 17 years, but none of those great things kept her from getting addicted to prescription drugs. There is a program in Florida called The Marchmen Act, that will access your loved one and court order treatment. So many are not aware of this and I don't know if it's in every state, but it should be. I wake up each day, and there's a part of me missing. A part of me went with her and I cry for all that will never be. So many think, "It can't happen to me"... yeah Jenee' thought that too.
My son Aaron died from an overdose of Heroin August 11, 2013. I miss him more than I can express. He was only 23 years old, way too young. I miss his smile, his laugh, his hugs. He was such a great guy, so many people loved him. He was so much more than a heroin addict - he was a son, a father, a brother, a friend. He loved baseball, and gummy bears, but he loved his son Cody the most. I am now raising Cody and pray that I can help Cody know who his daddy was, he is to young to remember him. So sad.
I lost my youngest son Dylan Yates at the age of 23 to a Heroin overdose on his first day out of a 30 day rehab. He was a cancer survivor when he was 15. He was an athlete, a fisherman, a welder, a friend, an uncle, and a grandson. He was also a lier, a their, and an addict. He was sick in many ways. He hated his disease. He loved his family. We tough loved him back. He will never be able to grow up. We will miss that when we miss him. We advocate for others with substance abuse disorders. If we can save only one life it will matter. Forever in our hearts. We love you Dylan!
I woke up this morning to my father hysterical. My brother was found dead last night of a heroin overdose. He was hunched over in my mother's car with a needle in his arm. My parents have been dealing with my brother's addiction for almost 3 years now. It has been a rollercoaster ride with him. Addiction is not something anyone choses...although I keep asking myself "how in the world did he get caught up in this mess". He was an economics graduate and incredibly smart. He had the world in his hand. It can happen to anyone. I firmly believe addiction runs in families because my father's brother also had a heroin addiction and later died. I'm still going through the motions of everything. I'm trying to educate myself on what I should do and how I should even feel. I feel regret, anger, sad, helpless...I just hope my brother is no longer suffering and is finally free from his demons.
My Dad, Eric, passed away almost 3 years ago from a combination of heroin and Xanax plus other drugs. He died on 10/21/2012. On that day a big part of myself died with him. I really took the time to destroy myself and had I not have moved away from Philadelphia, I believe and so does my husband, that I too would have died and left the unmeasurable amount of guilt, grief and self destruction to MY children. I am a heroin/opiate addict myself. Every year I write a tribute to my father, Eric. And every year I try my best to educate people about addiction and harm reduction. Sometimes it sticks and sometimes it doesn't. We have a very long and tedious road ahead before the common public will be able to not look at people with addiction issues as junkies/sleaze balls. always I love you. I miss you EVERY damn day and I hope we will meet again. I pray for you. And I hope you are at peace. This has not gotten easier yet I have learned to somehow go on. It really pains me to even say that much. I assure you though you will never be forgotten. This is not goodbye. This is I will see you sometime again. For in peace Daddy. Love, Erica
I lost my sweet Brandon on April 26, 2013 to a heroin overdose. The day he died, a part of me died with him! My life will NEVER be the same without him! Such a senseless waste of life! He was such a loving & caring person. He loved his family very much! Because he came from such a loving family, I would never have thought that he would turn to drugs. But it seems that heroin has no mercy, and it affects people from ALL walks of life! Rich, poor, young, old, etc...........Something needs to be done to put a stop to our losing our loved ones, to this horrible addiction! I can't think of ANYTHING worse than losing your child, and my heart goes out to all the parents who are "walking in the same shoes" as me. The guilt, why, and what-if's that consume our minds, is often unbearable! I try to find peace in knowing that my son is no longer suffering with the pain and anguish of his addiction. Instead, he is at peace with his Lord. Still-I miss him SO much! It has been 2 years since he passed away-yet I still think about him each and every day! NOBODY knows the pain, unless they've been there! He was 29 years old when he passed away-but he was still my baby! My thoughts and prayers go out to ALL those, who have lost a loved one to an overdose!
On March 8, 2015, my son, John, died alone in a motel room. According to the toxicology report, he had alcohol, cocaine, heroin and fentanyl in his system. I knew he was an alcoholic and used cocaine, but I had no idea he had taken heroin. Then I learned what a toxic combination heroin laced with fentanyl is -- many times more powerful than heroin alone -- and how prevalent it is becoming, even in small cities like Lexington, KY. I wish there was something I could do, to see the people who sold him this drug prosecuted, but I know that's impossible. Like every other drug, it's a supply and demand problem. Still, at least in my son's honor, I plan to take part in any awareness/prevention program I can.
On May 27, 2012, I lost my son, Ralph to an accidental  heroin overdose. He was 24 years old. A part of me also died that day. I wonder if I could've done more to help him, it's been 3 long years without him, I miss him every day, I love him so much. He was so full of life. Everyone loved him. The life of the party, when he walked into the room it lit up. I miss his electric energy. He was a loving son, he had a great future ahead of him, but this was a slip up that he could not come back from. The lose of my son is a very deep pain that I will always have with me until I meet him again in the afterlife.
Dear Monique, forever loved and remembered. Love always, Greg.
My Dear Sweet Brother, you were so kind, so giving I wanted so badly for you to come home. Now you will be forever safe and warm. No one will ever hurt you again. Until we meet again, I love you brother.
I lost my son Daniel Schultz to a heroin overdose on 11/17/2013, he was only 23 years young. He failed his sobriety of seven months and it killed him. I miss him so much everyday, it becomes unbearable at times. If I could just hug him one more time, or tell him how much I love him. He had a huge heart and contagious laugh that sounded like a little girl when he giggled, especially for a 6' 4" giant. He always gave me bear hugs that I will remember forever. He struggled for years with his disease of addiction, I hope you can rest in peace son and you will always be in my heart. Love Mom.
It has been 1 year since I lost my love my best friend Brian (May 7, 2014). I still can't cope with losing you, I wish I knew more about heroin addiction, I thank God my last words to you and your last words to me were 'I love you'. I did everything I thought was right but I still wish I did more, my world is empty without you Bri I will never be the same. My heart goes out to all of you that have lost to this terrible drug. The pain is unbearable, may they all find peace and go to a loving place waiting for us to join them again. All of my love I hold for you, Brian, until we meet again. Karen.
My brother George P. Gauthier lost his battle with addiction 5/28/15. He was 44 years old,  He was so intelligent and creative and funny.  He struggled with alcohol from the time he was in his early 20's after getting married and having three children and his alcohol addiction had progressed . He lost his marriage , his home , his job and his children and his will to live. I was in and out of his life , I would pray so hard for him , he would get sober then relapse , this repeated all his life. He began using coke , crack , heroine, prescription drug and of course alcohol , whatever to numb his pain. He would try to end his life , he would over dose , the number of times I don't know but it was many.  He tried AA , counseling , psychiatric units , program, and church .  He was so broken and seemed to not be able to stop . Two days before he died he was admitted to the hospital for intoxication they released him.The next day brought back to the hospital in Springfield , MA for intoxication. Our mom and a pastor/social worker told the hospital he needed to be admitted for psychological evaluation as he was going to kill himself,  They were told he was an adult and once sober if he said he was fine could go.  He was released by 11 pm that night .The next day he was dead.  We believe he took a hand full of Oxycodone and his body gave up in my mothers house. At least he was not alone or in the streets,or killed in a fight or stabbed or shot but he is still gone. As a family to live with the what if's the how come's what if my mom called the paramedics sooner what if we tried harder , what if I hugged him more, what if , what if , what if. This is so painful and I want to scream and I want him back but not the addiction my brother who I lost years ago to a terrible illness of addiction. The world say a drug addict , he was not his addiction he was MY baby brother , a uncle , a father , a husband , a son , a grandson a creation of God. He mattered his life mattered , he was valuable and loved.
I want to let my son Joseph Burrelli know how much I love him and miss him.. He died of an overdose of heroin on December 10, 2014 and I died that day also.  He had the biggest heart and he loved me as much as I loved him..  He promised me he would not die of an overdose of heroin and that is exactly what he did.  He was supposed to get out of jail on December 15 and I was arriving in town on that day but they let him out early on the 7th of December.  He went to general relief and was give $350 cash and from there he went to the heroin dealers house and got the drugs that killed him.  I can not believe that a government agency just hands a drug addict $350 cash.  The pain is so unbearable at times. I still cry every day and would do anything to just hold him and talk with him.. I love you Joey and I know you are in heaven and I will see you again but I miss you so much.  Some days I don't think I am going to be able to get through the day  but somehow I barely make it.   I am not angry with you just so very sad.  I love you forever and ever... Mom.
My son Peter died June 8 2013.  He was 23 years old. I miss him so much.  He was beautiful. He loved being outdoors-fishing, swimming, and hiking.  He struggled with opiate addiction the last three years of his life, and died of an overdose one day out of rehab.
My daughter Layla Kate Heckel died of a heroin overdose. 9/12/91-10/16/11. She was a beautiful person.
Dale R. Kratz - 10/26/82 - 10/10/10. Your spirit was so beautiful - loving, even in the midst of your addiction. God knew it was time to relieve your pain and suffering, a few days after you got saved. The date of your death haunts me still, as it was a sign that you will live forever in Heaven eternally.
David.R died way to early.. Heroin took his life after a long hard battle.. He is my twin and always will be.. I feel guilty for not helping him more.. I love him. But I pushed him away because of all his lies. He was a great man taken from a terrible disease... I would give anything to have him back... Or help someone get off this devil and change their life.
Matthew Lee Hunt, 3/1/1991- 4/15/2015 (24 yrs old) Heroin overdose after only a short time of use. Also lost his mother at a young age to the same drug. He left behind his father, an older brother, and two little sisters.
Spencer A.
My dear, beautiful son David passed away 7 weeks and 3 days ago. David was 35 years old and stuggled with heroine for 7 and a half years. David was sober many times and was doing great. He overdosed from heroine in our home, I found him, I love him with all my heart and cannot believe that I will not see or hear his voice again. He has a loving family, Mom, Dad, Twin Brother and 2 Sisters. He has 2 nephews and 2 neices. We are all devasted by this loss. We started going to Grasp meetings 4 weeks after his death, David was a kind, loving person and will be missed forever. I love you David, Love Mom
Yesterday I heard that I had lost someone so special to me to an overdose. It's hard to believe that this is real. For years we worried that this might happen, but then he got sober and actually played a very important role in helping others with addiction. It is hard to imagine how someone so special, so loved, so respected, could be gone in an instant. Of course this is an accident. A lapse in judgement. But the pain that it has caused is unimaginable. The guilt that everyone I have spoken to is feeling is tragic because knowing you Samma, I know you would hate to have done this. No one will ever be the same. The world will never be the same. We all wish we could turn back time and change this. But he is so loved and cherished in our minds, And thats the only thing that makes me feel any peace, to know that I shared the past 29 years with this beautiful soul. For anyone who is using, I beg you to ask for help, I can promise you there is a way to be free without risking your life. You are not a bad person for using, You are doing the best with the skills that you have, please let someone help you. RIP Samma.
My sister died from a drug overdose two months ago tomorrow. It's hard, she'd been battling this disease since she was 15 and died at 22, she was clean for over a year, and just had a heroin relapse. Only her second time doing it after her relapse, and it killed her. All I can think is I walked right past her the night before cause I was with my friends. If only I had talked to her, I could have stopped her.
Yesterday, my brother in law was found overdosed on heroin by his mother. She face a gruesome scene and is struggling hard to accept that part of him was drug addiction, but he had more to him than that. In effort to be in healing we pray she can accept the sickness as part of her son and focus on the parts that made him unique and someone worth knowing. It's hard and my husband struggles tonight as well. Pray that they find their new place in their lives without an important family member here. Blessings and peace to them and may Joey finally, we pray, no longer have shame, pain, fear and addictions . May he, wherever he is, be a beacon in the dark for his family to follow out of the darkness which has hold on his family this night.
Rest In Peace Randy... my dad.. who passed away earlier today from an apparent overdose.  There are so many things going through my head right now... I just can't believe that you are gone... that I cannot hear your voice once more... that I can't chew your a**e out tomorrow morning, for getting too high/drunk again. This time it finally happened, what I always thought about.. but always figured that just couldn't happen to -my dad-. You were an amazing man through it all... and I wish I would have called you more, said 'I love you' more... anything.. if it even would have bought me 1 more day with you even. I love you & miss you like heck already.
John E.
Eric is my son.  He died at 25 years too soon.  He died from a drug overdose.  He was a happy, social, intellectual, funny, witty, handsome, college educated boy.  He was my son.  Eric was the kindest soul, putting others before himself.  He is loved so much by all family and friends.  This I know, the deepest abyss of grief and pain the human spirit can endure, is the death of your child.  With this death, I lost someone I would have died for.  Eric had three years of college studying hospitality management and hoping one day to own his own hotel.  I love and miss you son until the day after forever.  And if there is longer than that, I will love and miss you after that. Missed so much by all.  Hoping one day I see you again. Mom xxxxxxxooooooo
Dear Dad, It's been 11 years since your stroke. I miss you everyday. Alcohol and heroin abuse destroyed you physically, but it didn't destroy the amazing memories I had with you. I will always love you.  
You were my cousin, and a brother to me. Every time something good happens in my life I think about how I wish you were here to talk about it afterward. Every time something bad happens I wish the same thing. I miss you about once a week. I miss you more than that. At parties with our family, I always half expect you to walk through the door and start cracking jokes.  It's hard for me to go and see them since they remind me so much of you. It's selfish I know. Your son, brother and parents have lost so much more than I have. At your funeral, there were so many things that I wanted to say but I could not come up with the courage. I'll say some of them now. People can say what they want about you. I knew you. For each crime you committed, each sarcastic comment, each spiteful act, there were a million kind and generous things you would do for others. You loved your family, and we loved you.  People can say what they want about you. I know that you only hurt yourself. You never physically hurt another person. I don't think you were capable of it. Some would call it a weakness. I call it a strength, and I admire that. I wish I talked to you more, it was hard when I was deployed. But I could have called and should have. I could hate the dealer, who sold the drugs to you. I could hate the people that made them. I could hate myself for not doing more about it (I sometimes do). I could hate the cops that never stopped to ask why you stole. I could hate the system that locked you up again and again, never addressing your problem. I could hate you for taking heroin. But I don't, I just wish that I could talk to my cousin. People can say what they want about you. I'll defend you. You were my cousin, my brother, my friend and you will be missed. I know you can't read this. I know you are dead. Hopefully someone takes something good away from all this.
This is for my cousin, my best friend, my second brother, Justin (May 22 1984- March 17 2015). We lost you two weeks and two days ago today. I know because of how kind-hearted you could be and because you told me many times, that you would want me to be happy. It is so hard though. I know that your battle is over and you will never have to hurt again, but I selfishly still wish you were here. You have been by my side since I was 11 days old; having joint birthday parties, romping around in the woods together, having basketball championships in my parents driveway, watching movies, and generally just growing older together. I promise that I will never forget you, your smile, the sound of your laughter, and that I will share stories about you with your daughter as she gets older. I am so very glad that you knew my love for you was unconditional and unwavering. I am doing my best to deal with finding you not sleeping that life-altering morning and part of me still cannot conceive that I will never again be able to hug you or have one of our heart-to-heart talks. I love you cousin and I know you are watching over us.
To my Dad, the amazing man with the heroin addiction. 16 years gone and it still hurts. We miss you.
Today marks 6 months since my best friend Ben died of a heroin overdose. Not a day goes by when I don't think of him. Ben struggled with addiction since he was 13 years old. I met him when I myself was 12 and he 13. From day 1 he had a high-energy, fast paced and eccentric personality. You either loved him or you hated him, and I loved him wholeheartedly. He struggled for years with this terrible and scary addiction. At one point it had so much control over his life that he started to pull away from his family, friends and me. He also battled with depression, insecurity and shame for his addiction. He died September 19th, 2014 at his home. He was 21 years old. He had so much potential, that he just did not see within himself. Every day I wake up with regret; maybe if I had really talked to him about his addiction he would still be here. What if I had told him how much it frightened me? How much it would devastate so many people if we lost him? I will never know. I lost my oldest, dearest and closest friend to drugs. And I will never be the same. Ben I love you, I miss you, and l will never stop telling our stories.
To my sister who I lost a little over a month ago....So many things were left unsaid. I'm sorry I wasn't there. I'm sorry I couldn't help you more. I would give anything to go back and see you one more time. To tell you that I love you, regardless of your choices. To tell you that you have to get though this because we have so much left to do together.  I would have told you that you are stronger than this disease and that you can beat it if you really wanted to. You have so many friends and family that love you unconditionally, and your beautiful little girl. I want you to know that she will always be cared for. She is our little piece of you, and through her you will live on for all of us. I love you and I miss you and you will never be forgotten.
To my mom I love you, and can't believe you have been gone for 9 years.  I miss you everyday and wish you still were her with me.  I wish you hadn't taken your anti-depressants that day.  If you hadn't, you still would be here.  I love you and will always miss you.  See you in Heaven Mommy.  
My son Seth, 22, died of an overdose on Jan 31, 2015.  He had been sober since Sept. 2014, and during that time I had never seen him happier.  He relapsed two days before he died because anxiety was once again getting the best of him.  He was so special to our family - such a unique person, and loved by so many.  My son was one of the many who had mental health issues (he would seem normal to an outsider however) and struggled so much with anxiety.  It became a merry-go-round of use to elminate anxiety, then get sober, then feel good for awhile, then the anxiety comes back, and use again.  I wish there was money redirected from the justice system for research on combating addition.  Yes there are self help groups, and yes there is rehab and other counseling available.  However a diagnosed addict struggles when using, and when sober. Science needs to step it up and figure out what causes addiction, and find a cure.
My sister, who I held dear, never got out of the thick of addiction like I did. And I'm not saying that there's anything special about me. There was definitely something special about her, but drugs seemed to diminish more and more of that special something year after year of constant abuse. She was still my person. She was still my other half. She still made me laugh. I still made her laugh uncontrollably. Her sense of humor lives on in me. I even have the tattoo of her nickname for me, Eggroll, on my wrist, which is directly below the star tattoo that we both got the same day 7 years ago. I am having an increasingly difficult time with the grief of her loss. I miss her incredibly, as do everyone who has ever came in contact with her. Here's to you, Bridgitte. I love you.
My son Simon told me on the 4th of June about his addiction, he then went in to long-term rehab in Oct 2014 which was for 6 months.On the 31st of January the rehab center phoned me at 8.45am to tell me my 20 year old son was dead. He had been in rehab for 4 months. The shock, pain and overwhelming unbearable feelings as a mother, for his father and brother..I can`t even begin to explain. I spoke with my son 4 days before his death and he was happy about getting out of rehab, making plans for his future etc etc and now there is nothing. Its all over and just gone, my family had planned to visit him on the 5th of march which would have been his 21st birthday - which is one week from today, and now nothing. My son was the most kindest, sweet-hearted person you could have known. He never saw fault or badness in anyone.I´m not just saying this because he was my son, anyone who knew him or meet him would tell you the same thing. I can´t begin to say how we are going to cope with never seeing him again, never be able to tell him again how much we love him but I can say that for 20 years I was the mother of a wonderful, beautiful son who give me so much joy and happiness any parent could wish for.So now even though i´m broken and can never be fixed again, even though a part of me died with you Simon, thank you for all the amazing memories you gave me. We love you, we miss you and life will never been the same without forever and always.Your mum, dad and brother Patrick.
My dear brother passed away on June 5th, 2014- the day before his 45th birthday.  He was such an amazing loving person and I sit here almost 9 months after he passed away, still wondering how we can make it in this lifetime without him.  He was such a big part of my life, always there when you needed him and just a wonderful person.  To lose him over something as stupid as drugs just hurts like there is no tomorrow.  He survived cancer to be pulled down by his pain and with the loss of Dad a year before, he struggled everyday and I guess he thought the drugs would help - they never help!  Now me and Mom are left here on earth to grieve until we meet again. I love you Jerry, miss you everyday.
My little brother died 32 years ago he would of been 42 today. It is still hard. Then 3 months ago my dear nephew Chad died of a drug overdose. The night we got the phone call at 3:00 in the morning on Sunday was such a blur. All I heard was that something was wrong, that Chad was not breathing. The rescue workers tried and tried to revive him but he never regain consciousness. He was flown to a nearby hospital who keep him on life support for the whole 12 hours, but he had 6 cardiac arrest and finally passed away on Sunday at 3:12 that Sunday afternoon. It was so surreal. That image is planted in my mind, that I wish I could erase. Just losing him has turned my world upside down. I find it hard to make it through the day, He is the first thing I think of in the morning and the last thing on my mind when I go to sleep. He had his whole life in front of him, he was only 36 years old with a 6 year old daughter who he loved dearly. This tragedy has ripped this family apart. Chad was a huge part of our family. He was the first born grandson and my first nephew - I was so proud to be his aunt. I love him so and I miss him everyday.. He had a spirit that was out of this world, he would make you laugh and he came up with these silly songs that he would sing. He loved to talk and never met a stranger. I wonder how I will ever mend. Just knowing he isn't here anymore is to hard to bear. I want to talk to him and see him, but I know I cant. I long for him, My heart is broken. My big sweet teddy bear is gone. This world just isn't the same without him here. But I honor you Chad for all the things you brought into this world. Laughter, kindness and a loyalty beyond compare. You are loved and always will be.  Love, your aunt Kimmie.
My son died Dec 3rd 2014 Tyler Scott Thomas, it was a accidental drug overdose.  My family tree is full of addiction, why? I don't understand. He was only 23 years old . I love my son with all my heart. He shouldn't have been taken so soon.  I don't think it does get any easier.  I'm still in as much pain today as I was when he died.  I lift Tyler up today. I am very proud of u Tyler! U made mistakes but u were a awesome kid may u R.I.P. I love u son u will always be remembered, I'm sorry for not being a better mother I'm so sorry that I didn't pay attention to what u need before u died. I'm sorry for what u went through before u died.  I wish u were still here  I will never forget u. U live on in Tyler princess. I love u son . I know u r in heaven. God will take good care of u, like he has great grandma & Jim  I know I will c u again, I love u always & forever. Your mom michele
It has been nearly three weeks since my beautiful 27 year old son died of an accidental overdose. The pain, loss and sadness that his father, little brother, uncle and multitudes of friends have gone through is nearly unbearable. We tried rehab and seeing a psychiatrist who specialized in addiction, but his darkness and deception was too deep. I will always miss his gentle creative, loving spirit. I am splayed open by the things he kept hidden from everyone. I only hope he can find peace, joy and light beyond this life.
My beautiful, sweet, loving partner of 4 years passed away from heroin overdose on the evening of new years day. He had gone to rehab and was doing so well for awhile I started to be able to somewhat trust him again. He overdosed in my car in a parking lot when I thought he had been on his way to work. Its been a month and I feel as though I will never be the same since he has left me here on earth. We had so many future plans together we did everything together and he was my true best friend and lover. I had tried to help him through his addiction the moment I found out but this devil drug has won the battle. I'm so sad some days I can barely take it. The fact I'll never be able to see hug kiss or touch him again hurts my heart and soul deeply. The only relief I have is knowing he's no longer suffering here and he's truly free and happy now. I know his beautiful soul is still around me and I will be with him again one day. I'll love him till the day I die. This hurts so bad. My heart is empty and broken I wanted to save you more than anything.
Dear ____ , I know you're in a better place now. But I'm very sad to have seen you go that way. You struggled way too long with your demons. I wish I could of helped you more. You were my best friend. I love you very much. I miss you every day. You are in my thoughts and prayers every day.
This is a tribute to R., who battled drug addiction from the age of 14. He lived longer than most addicts. He fought hard every day, but because of debilitating pain in his back, he relapsed for the last time and died of an accidental overdose on January 23, 2015. He would have been 50 in a couple of months. I hope for a time that addicts are treated like patients and not like criminals in the United States of America. I watched for almost 25 years as the system failed him again and again. He was in and out of rehabs, jails, hospitals, methadone and other state treatment programs, never receiving the proper medical care. People who don't understand addiction think he didn't have enough "willpower" but that is just misinformation. It is a disease, and should be treated as such. It is a credit to him that he lived as long as he did, and stayed clean through most of his 40's until that one, final bad decision to turn to heroin instead of trusting his doctors to figure out a pain management program for his arthritis and damaged back. Over the years, he was my lover, my partner, and my best friend. We never married for financial reasons, because that would have prevented him from getting Medicaid. We never had children, because he already had 2 that he couldn't take care of from past relationships. It was a long journey. R., I hope you are at rest. I love you always. I miss you. You will always be here in my heart.
My dad passed away from a heroin overdose October 25, 2014. He was clean for over 10 years and then relapsed. It's an everyday struggle to deal with and I wish I would have known. I would have tried to help any way I could have. I am thankful my daughter and I were able to spend the holidays and birthdays with him that whole year before because usually we didn't see him for the holidays due to him living farther away. I believe God had a plan. I miss you dad with all my heart. Your birthday is in a couple days. It seems like everything is back to the new norm and then a holiday comes, then the new norm and another holiday. And now your birthday. We all love you and are happy you aren't suffering anymore. ❤️
I love and miss you Chad each and everyday. I wish I had one more day with you to finish what I was going to say. There are so many times I want to call you to talk or just to hear your voice without you I feel so lost and empty. I want you to know I love more than words can say. You cross my mind each and everyday. Love your aunt Kimmie
Kimberly Gordon
My Dear Chad, You have been gone over two months now, but the pain of losing you has crushed me to my very soul. I miss you each and every day and I wonder why did this happen. Life is just not the same anymore. You are loved and you brought so much joy to our family. I know you struggled throughout your life with addiction and I wish I could of helped you. I wish I could of heard your voice one more time. I tried calling you several times all month long but never heard back. Oh how I wish I could hear your voice again, or maybe just give you a big hug and kiss. You were an amazing person, you were so funny and loveable and your spirit was out of this world. What a tragedy. You were my nephew I remember the day you were born, I love you so, I can remember the day that you learned to walk I couldn't have been more proud. This family has been ripped apart, losing you was a shock. The only conciliation is knowing that you don't have to struggle anymore even though it hurts your not here I wouldn't want you here suffering anymore. You are loved and always will be. I'm writing this in tribute to you and honor you. The Colts aren't going to the championship, sorry Chad. One day will be together again If GOD allows me. Until then my sweet boy you rest in Jehovahs loving memory. When you come back to this earth you will be made whole again without any pain or struggles with addiction. You will have the life that you deserve to have. Until then my boy just know that aunt Kimmie loves you with all my heart and soul.
Aunt Kimberly Gordon
We lost our beloved Son on 1/3/15, 26 years old to heroin. / Still so raw, so unreal, how are we suppose to feel? / The world has lost a precious soul but in our hearts he left hole. / Devoted Father and precious Son, fought the battle that we wish he won. / Rest dear Patrick and watch over us, we feel you near but go on we must. / Your friends and family will forever miss you.
Donna Devine
I lost my dad to drug overdose on August 15, 2013. I miss him so much. I'm left without a leader. My sister and I have been trying to keep our heads up but its harder than it looks. I wish I could've stopped him. I miss you daddy!
I lost my 22 year old daughter to overdose this past August 23 2014. It rips your heart out. She was clean and had to have emergency gallbladder surgery. She told the surgeon not to give her narcotics, but he turned to me and said " you will have to deal with that later". Well, we dealt with it, within 2 weeks she was gone. She went back into withdrawal. Please be aware if you have surgeries, they do have non narcotic pain killers.
Dolly Nolte
I lost my brother last October through a drugs overdose. It's been three months now but I still can't get over that he's not here anymore. Me and my family are trying to come to terms with losing him. We try to comfort each other at times.
Claire Moore
My son Michael died on August 19, 2014 of an overdose. As I write this I am still in tears about it. I keep going because (thank God) I still have another son to care for named Brian. And I work full time (as a teacher), and I have a supportive wife (Annette) and good extended family. There are days my system is still in shock. There are times I have been terrified that I might lose my other son because he has some serious health issues. So I often have to fight what some might call panic attacks. I never had these before in my life! I went into my son's room on that fateful day to wake him for work. He was dead many hours by that time we found out. He had struggled with his demons for many years. It is more than sad for me as his father; he was my pride and joy as he was tall, handsome and smart. He was a scholar athlete and just a tremendous joy to be around. I miss the witty banter we had all the time around the house! Miss that so much! Miss it every damn day now! We almost lost him about 7 years ago. He nearly had an OD back then but my son Brian called 911 and he was saved. I told him after that crisis (almost every day) the following: "Mike you can NEVER take anything else for the rest of your life. You might die." The doctors had told us back when we first thought we nearly lost him that one big reason he survived was that he was strong and young! Oh God how many more of these young people have to die before the USA acknowledges the drug crisis in this country? I find solace in bereavement group talk (TC) and private therapy as well as the comfort of my family and friends. My son Brian is a huge reason I go on with my every day life now. What do people do who lose an only child? My cousin also lost his son to drugs and he was the same age - 28. I am convinced that people in their late twenties are in a danger zone now. My son was doing well in his job and was promoted quickly to the head of a group home! He had a B.S. degree in Psychology and had just completed his M.A. degree also! He was super smart. And so funny too! He was in a Ph.D. program for Psychology. He was set to move onto campus. But he overdosed one week before his move to campus. I need to stop now. Too hard still. Mike
My son Andrew Butz Jr was in and out of Jail. Last time he was in jail for driving under suspension was pulled out of much needed rehab. Was in jail for 4 months not being treated for the disease of heroine addiction. Died of a overdose on Aug 31, 2012 two days after he got out of jail.  We are fighting the stigma of this disease. We help addicts who want help get treatment in my son's memory and organization.   It still doesn't seem real. My heart goes out to anyone affected by this.
Anita Bitz
I lost my brother the 19th of November, 2014 to heroin addiction. I will never forget that phone call, the feeling of a piece of my heart breaking. He was only 24. Gone way too soon. He had a gorgeous soul, full of life, and always had the room lit up with laughter. Never a dull moment with him around. He loved me and my mother so much! He had a lot of love in his heart in general, too much at times. Just wish he would of left knowing he was good enough. I know, he knows that now. We all miss him so much! Terrible tragedy this was. We love you Mykel, and miss you so much!
An amazing person has passed away yesterday morning, Dan Grym. Taken away at the young age of eighteen and nobody is able to nor wants to believe it. You put a smile on everybody's faces whenever you were around and could always be counted on to have a good time with. I wish there was something I could do to change what has happened. We all miss you so much and you will be in every single heart of your friends until we meet again. I hope you are with your brother saving all of us spots when we meet again. Fly high bro, you may have only been 18 but you will live on forever.<3
I would like to leave a tribute to my beautiful son Eric who passed away on May 13, 2014 from a drug overdose at age 25.  I just wanted to share how smart and handsome he was, how he had the kindest soul and would help anyone and do anything for you.  A bright kid with a whole future in front of him.  He loved me, that I could do no wrong.  I loved him more than life itself, I just wished he knew what he had.  His infectious smile that lit up a room.  Eric was in a coma in 2013 from severe pneumonia and on life support for 5 days.  I lived at that hospital praying his outcome would be miraculous, and it was.  But he was never the same after this coma, never the same.  Eric wanted to produce and make video games, he was that smart.  MY son, I yearn for your smell, your touch, your smile.  This I know, the deepest abyss of pain and grief the human spirit can endure is the death of your child.  Because with this death, I lost someone I would die for.  I love you Eric and I know we will see each other again.  MY best friend, my son, a lot of wonderful memories...sports, modeling,bowling expert, karate, baseball, and his games. Love you to the moon and xoxo
Grieving Mother
September 7, 2014 will be forever burned into my memory.   The phone call, the frantic drive to the emergency room, and the look on your father's face are constantly replayed over an over again.  You were a beautiful soul, intelligent, funny, full of life and promise...and only 23 years old.  I knew you were struggling with heroin because you told me.  I offered to care for you, provide shelter, find treatment, I would have done anything if I could.  The last time I saw you, you told me you were clean and would be ok.  I knew you were lying.  I wish I had confronted you, could have protected you, saved you, told you one more time how much I loved you.  On the outside you tried to portray that you were happy, invincible, strong, and powerful. I saw that you were actually tortured, depressed, angry with yourself, ashamed, and hopeless.  I tried to tell you that you were loved, valued, full of potential, and this could be fixed.  I still had hope for you.  Not a day goes by that I don't think of you.  I see signs of you everywhere...I hope that you are peaceful and happy where ever you have gone.  I continue to reach out to your friends. I call it planting seeds of love and hope.  Maybe some will grow, please water them if you can.  So much addiction out there...I love you more than you will ever know...Auntie
I lost my brother in February. He was 29. Its been hard for me because he was over my apartment with my husband all the time. I was the big sister that when he was high I made sure if he stayed at my place for the night so not only would he risk his life but the life's of other while driving. There is not one day that goes by that I don't miss him. I see people that looks like him all the time. He died 9 months after my dad committed suicide. I'm always waiting for my brother to walk in my apartment. He was always at my place. He would go with me to doctor appointments as second pair of ears. He would have been 30 in January.
My dear nephew Chad Larkey passed away this November 2014. He struggled with addiction for many years. However he lost that battle. As a family we are finding it extremely hard to cope with this tragedy. Like most of the families I have read on this post are doing just that coping with the grief. These doctors that prescribe these cocktails of pills know full and all too well that the mixture is lethal, but they keep writing out these scripts, and the sad thing is that the doctors don't even look to see what the source of the pain or where it originates from. They just give people pills. I know that the patient is the one that should take the meds as prescribed, but to their defense these are highly addictive drugs. My heart goes out to all you who have lost a loved because of this. It is senseless. We should all make a pact to do something about this and try to get this stopped. A life saved is worth it. May we all get and receive the peace that we so desperately need . I'm honoring my nephew today and everyday. He was loved beyond measure. He was so sweet and had a spirit so strong. He cared deeply even in his addiction his loved shined through. I will miss him forever.
DJ Arau 1/15/75-7/29/09 - Its been 5 years 5 months since you left us here on earth. Oh, how you struggled to be free of drug addiction! When you were diagnosed with chronic end stage kidney disease and went on dialysis that was another fight as well as your addiction. Those of us who knew and loved you miss you so much!
Holidays can be better if we smile with fond memories. My loving brian left us all in may. It hurts every day. For any of you out there still using PLEASE always remember family, friends and loved ones LOVE YOU!!! Tho they may be tough on you, some may even have to turn you away, DONT ever think they don't love you, ask them for the hug you may need. Ask them to keep loving you while you keep fighting this addiction, KEEP FIGHTING IT. Make them proud YOU CAN AND WANT TO KICK IT, you are good, you are worth it, YOU ARE LOVED!! Please don't hurt the ones that love you so much. An accidental od killed my man of 9 years. He was a great man, loved by all, had he known I would have to come home to find he had nodded off and smothered himself. That I would try to breath life into him and administer narcan and c.p.r all knowing he had left this world long before and the psychological issues I still now deal with having found him, his beautiful face swollen and so purple. I truly believe he would have never have done that shot after 1 week clean. Please think of the ones that love you, and BELIEVE IT, THEY DO LOVE YOU. They just want you back to the person you were before. Do it for them and mostly do it for you. YOU CAN!! My best to you, and my heartfelt sorrow for us all that lost.
Loving Girlfriend
My daughter Alicia passed away from a hydrocodone overdose  on December 9, 2014. She had struggled with prescription pill addiction for years and despite treatment programs, therapy, CPS interventions she just could not resist the lure of this insidiously dangerous drug.  The drug was prescribed over and over by a doctor who knew of her addiction and her previous overdoses.  And if it wasn't him it was the emergency rooms in the hospitals.  I feel so sad and lost that nothing I ever said or did made a difference.  She wanted the love of the father of her children but he was an addict who was broken as well.  His final cruel words to her crushed her spirit and cut to the very core of her being. She wanted love and acceptance but I found it so hard because I was so angry about what she was doing to herself and her children.   Now more than anything  I just wish I would have said I love you.  Please, God, help me take care of her children now, and take care of her in heaven.  RIP my daughter- I love you and your life mattered.
James, you have been gone since April, 2014. Such a void since your passing. This will be my first Christmas without you since we met. As time goes by, I feel pain in my heart from missing you, but at the same time, I know you are no longer struggling with your own pain of addiction. You are now happy in the presence of Jesus, as well as your loved ones. Because you are now at peace, I can be at peace as well!! Until we meet again, love always and forever, your wife, Lisha
My mom died almost 8 years ago from a drug overdose. She was only 47 years old. There is not one day I don't think about her. Wishing she was still here.
Sarah my angel, Not an hour goes by that you don't cross my mind. I love and miss you endlessly and am excitedly awaiting the moment our souls can reunite. I vow to do all I can to spread awareness and help with prevention with your name in my heart. Rest in paradise my sweet angel. 7/30/95- 8/14/13
Dear Robert, Remembering you today, the one year anniversary of your leaving this earth. May you fly high, in wellness and in love, with all of the dear angels, including your beautiful son, James. Love always.
To Stuart Been nearly 2 months now since I last saw you. Miss you every single day, my heart hurts like its been ripped out I miss you that much. I know you did not mean to die and that life on life's terms was just too painful. If we could have another life I would always choose you in it. I would choose a happier pain free life. X
For My Dear Niece Alison, You have now been gone for 2 months and we have just found out what caused your early death. Heart failure from a drug overdose. You are missed so very much and i am so sad that you chose to once again use drugs. I can not count the times you went in and out of treatment and every time i thought that this is it you got it!! You kicked this deadly illness. Alison a beautiful woman the light of our lives who tunneled into the world of addiction even as her life was going so well. Understanding it is difficult and being angry at it is normal. We all do have that right. You left us way to early and in leaving a huge hole is now in all of our hearts. Now what we must do is walk around that hole and not let it suck us down. I wish you well on this your new journey and when you look down remember that forever we will love you and honor your spirit. My prayer is that there will come a day that nobody any where in the world looses there life to drugs. Imagine how beautiful that would be.
Dad, I know it was an accident. More than anything, I want to ask how you liked your funeral. I think we did it right, but it would be nice to hear you say it. There were so many years of alcohol and drugs. I guess I just thought you were invincible. And after so many years of you coming into town randomly, every once-in-a-while somebody in the cab of a truck catches my eye and, for a second, I'm convinced it's you. The urge to wave you down is fleeting. I think if you were here, and I was there, you'd be trying to break through realms to tell me you're proud of me and that I can stop trying to break through to tell you that I'm not mad at you because you already know. A part of me imagines it to be that way now, but I can't shake the feeling that you took the fast lane to check-in up there. I don't blame you. The physical pain is over and the years of blame that you laid on yourself is gone. I'd never seen you rest so peacefully in all my 27 years, and I didn't realize your torment until I saw you without it. I could leave so much in this box for others reading, so much that you've preached (particularly through use, NA, rehab), so much love, so much selflessness. But I'm pretty sure this is still my favorite: "Do you know what real love is, kid? Love is acceptance." -Cowboy (04/01/64-08/08/14)
Diana - I wish we could turn back the hands of time knowing what we know today and how the path you've chosen ended. How much time we lost - the years, months, days hour and minutes yelling, screaming, bailing you out of jail, visiting you in jail, trips to the rehab centers and you being high or chasing your next one with the boy who chose you. I know I can't bring you back but I hope you are finally at peace with yourself. When we finally do meet - please give me a great big hug an then tell me WHY? I will love you always and will cherish the good times and memories and hopefully will forget the bad. Be good for your dad!
22 was far too young to die.  You had told me if you ever died of an overdose, you were fine with that.  You had a deathwish.  It was still horrifying to find you dead.  I try to tell myself that your struggle is over.  My only true consolation is that the last words you said on this earth were, "I love you, baby." And the last words you heard were, "I love you too."  5/12/92 - 10/5/14
My son and my only child Daniel died of an accidental heroin overdose just under three years ago. He died alone in my car one Sunday morning across the road from the house of a known drug dealer. He was 28. Daniel was our "golden child", our universe. He was intelligent, artistic, kind and generous; he was tall and handsome .. BUT he was also very sensitive and fragile. He constantly worried about the world and his place in it, always full of self doubt. Discovering heroin at age 19 initially pushed all those troubles away for short time and he would later say that he had no idea he would become an addict. Dan lived on and off at home during those years and we stood beside all the way, often practising harm minimization in order to keep him as safe and as healthy as possible - until he pulled through.The tragedy of his story is that after nine years of using, he had turned a corner and was looking forward to the future. He had a very understanding employer and a job he loved working with animals, he was talking about going back to study and was in a new relationship - he had not looked so good or sounded so positive for a long time. He and many others have paid the ultimate price for the indiscretions of youth. We are now disconnected from many former "friends" who showed no support following his death and I am sure there are many other families in our situation still living with stigma and isolation. Life is empty when you have lost your future.
First of all for all the parents, brothers & sisters, sons & daughters, who has lost a loved one from a overdose, my heart goes out to U, because I also walk in your shoes. Daily I ask Why?? Why, did U pretend U were ok, when deep inside U were hurting. You had so much to live for. And we all loved U so much, & I know you loved us all too. We will never get the answers were looking for. All U had to do was say I'm suffering & drowning within. We r a family & would of helped, but not to enable. Been down that road too many times. We lost my husband 9 months to cancer. Then lost Kevin to a overdose. The heartache some days is just unbearable!!! Please if your reading this & your popping pills or whatever your doing, look in the mirror, do U like what u see??? You have loved ones that will never be able to hold or comfort U in their arms.. Please get the help U so deserve. U & your family can prevail. Stop & think what a good life U can have with family & dear friends. Instead of a life of despair & heartache.
Me dear sweet Brandon-from the day I lost you, there has been a HUGE empty hole in my heart! I miss you so very much! What a senseless death it was! You were so kind, thoughtful, and loving. Even though you were caught up in your addiction, you NEVER stopped being that wonderful loving person who loved his family so much! We loved you too my love-and I know that you knew that. I am so grateful that we gave each other a hug, and said I love you the day before you left me. This all seems like an awful nightmare! My heart goes out to every parent who is experiencing what I am feeling. It's the most horrible thing that a parent could experience! It's not supposed to be this way! We should not have to bury our child! Something needs to be done to put a stop to all of these senseless deaths! For those of you who may judge us and/or look down on us or our children because they died of an overdose-SHAME ON YOU! These were our babies! They had an awful disease! They did NOT choose to die! This horrible addiction took over their lives! They suffered! We as parents suffered! It doesn't matter how they died-what matters is that we loved them, and they are gone forever! Please do NOT judge us, unless you've "walked in our shoes." Addiction is not prejudice! It takes any and all kinds of people, from all walks of life! It is my hope that something more be done about the dealers out there, who are contributing to the loss of so many of our children! Love & Prayers To All Of You-Who Are Unfortunately "Walking The Same Path" As Me.
Coming up on 16 years and I can still hear your voice. It's taken considerable amount of time to form my own associations and opinions on your passing, having been so young, but what I have gathered is this: You are still a hero to me. You'll always be my dad. I love you more than words can ever say. Sail on, Captain.
Szymku I miss you so much. Not a day goes by that I don't think about you and don't cry missing you. How I wish I could go back and do more. I try really hard to be a mum your sister deserves to have but it is so hard when my heart is filled with pain. I try to pretend during the day that I am fine but it's becoming harder and harder. I miss you and love you so much. Soon it will be your birthday. You would've turned 29. Love you. Mum
Dear Jake, the holidays are just around the corner. We all miss you so much, and are  trying to get on with our lives. What I miss most is the old time country music you loved to listen to. Please rest in Peace. And for those reading this Heroin kills-pass that message on. 6/25/79- 7/6/2014.
Well it's been a little over a week since i lost you.  My handsome, caring father lost his battle with addiction...  I miss you so much.  There are so many people that love and miss you so much dad.  I just wish you could see that.  You were the most compassionate, selfless person i know but your demons got the best of you.  I'm happy that you can rest now and you're no longer fighting.  I love and miss you.  AFS September 2nd, 1964 - October 30th, 2014. We will never forget you
It seems like only yesterday you were brought into this world with a smile on your face after crying for a bit. I pray that you left the same way. Watching you struggle with your addiction and depression made me feel so sad for you and helpless. I didn't know what to do. So called professionals only seemed to give you a prescription and send you on your way. Never really treating your illness. You were caught up in that lifestyle and spiraling out of control. People that were close to me that I thought were helping you, I now find out were using you. You know what they say about Karma,,, I am so lonely without you here with me. You had such a short life here. I will pray for you until I am called in. I Love You and Will Miss You Forever Dennis, with All My Love, Daddy. P.S.- Watch over your sister Courtney.
My sweet Taylor Brandon Jones. On Monday, October 10,2010 I never imagined it would be my last day texting you.  We usually saw each other every day..but for some reason that day we did not. You went to work. .came home..and contacted your "connection"(i went through your phone like a detective) and your last words to the dope man wss "k". He had posted "im out front" that was at 7:57 p.m. I was at work & felt a strange sensation come over me as you were not returning my text msgs. I left work to come to your apt. to find you dead sitiing on the toilet. I was too late. I'm so sorry I couldn't save you.i wiped your DNA ALL over my face and kissed you. The worse day of my life! ! Rest peacefully my son..i love you to the moon and back.  I died that day. You live in my heart Tay..& we will see each other again. Your mother...xoxoxo  you are missed so very much son. Forever in my heart my sweet!!
Even now, nearly a year later, I still see you when I wake up, sitting there, your beautiful red hair hanging over your face. I thought in that moment you had woken me and in that split-split second I waited for you to toss your hair back as you did often once it became long enough, but then I saw it, the wrap around your arm, the maroon streak down to your hand, the blue finger tips. I screamed your name over and over as I laid you down and grabbed the Narcan we kept to prevent this kind of thing from happening. I wanted to shake the life back into you as you had done for me so many times but 'help' had arrived mere minutes after I phoned 911, too soon even for me to figure out how to assemble the Narcan. It was too late and I knew it and have missed you so much ever since. Each day this past summer I thought how we were only two weeks away from returning home to get clean, to returning to college, to get married, and to begin the family we ourselves always wished we had growing up. You were and still are my best friend and the loneliness of being here without you, of getting clean and returning to my old self--the man you fell in love with that wonderful summer of 2010 when everything seemed so magical and endless with possibility--has been pure heart-wrenching agony. Everyday I think of the countless what ifs... what if? what if? what if?... those moments that only in hindsight become that big red flashing light warning you of imminent danger, but at the time seemed inconsequential enough, overwrought even. I should've heeded your warnings, paid more attention to your concerns, trusted the wisdom each time you worried our addiction was escalating and implored me not to go out and get... except for the times when you suggested I do just that because you'd had a rough day and, like me, could really use a shot. I went on a walk yesterday with our dog, Sanser, and your mom and your little brother who hasn't been doing well since you've been gone. It was a beautiful autumn day in Madison, WI. Golden leaves blanketed the field and the Badgers had just kicked Maryland's butt. Dave Chapelle was in town for two nights at the Orpheum. I remembered how autumn apparel was your favorite and how much you loved to cuddle. We had a nice talk avoiding difficult topics and when we parted ways I laid in bed and cried myself to sleep.The holidays, along with what would have been your 26th birthday, are just around the corner. This means Dec. 5, the one-year anniversary of your passing, is weeks away as well. It has been a horrible, horrible year. I know you would be proud of what I've accomplished this year, that you wouldn't want me to be so sad, but it just isn't fair that I'm here and you are not. It doesn't feel right. Something in me died with you that morning, something I'll never recover from, something I will live with and carry around until my time comes. I miss you so much, babe. I look through our photos everyday and stare at your smiling face and think 'how can this be real?' I want the world to know what a warm, gentle, and kind person you were, of what you had to offer the world. I am still so much in love with you Sarah Marie Novotny. I am so sorry for bringing that shit into our lives. I know you would forgive me, because you always did. I just hope I can learn to forgive myself.
My beautiful daughter lost her battle with Addiction and died yesterday morning from an overdose of Heroin at 32 years young.... I'm not mad, just very very sad a part of me also died yesterday.. I know the beautiful person you really were when you were sober and I know you didn't want to be that way, I feel helpless that you felt so alone and without hope... I will always love you and I'm just sorry I couldn't do enough to help you.....Your life did have purpose and you did mean something to a lot of people and now we're left with a hole in our hearts because we lost our beautiful Leighann...Just know that the devil is on this earth and his name is Heroin...It's ok my angel....daddy will see you again. RIP baby girl Leighann Holton 9/27/82 - 10/29/14
I once knew a staggeringly beautiful woman who wore high cheekbones and as much make up as her face would hold. An extraordinary extrovert, this woman had a jovial laugh and a sparkling energy; a kind of energy that spread like fire and radiated to all who encircled her. She loved dogs and Chex Mix and slapstick humor like a bad Billy Madison movie. Sadly this woman committed suicide after a long battle with alcohol and drugs on October 8th, 2014 at the young age of 41. This woman was my sister Leslie. That's right, Leslie Machuzak, daughter, sister, alcoholic, drug addict. I share this with you, not because I am in search of pity, on the contrary, it's because I yearn for the moment when those that suffer from, and have fallen victim to the horrific disease that is addiction will one day be given the memorial that their souls truly deserve. Many of us, and particularly those that are lucky enough to have never been touched by this disease, are unaware that addicts are powerless against their addiction. Until recently, this has been a difficult concept for me to grasp, as I saw my sister shift from a hilarious, confident, and powerful woman to an individual quickly dwindling away, as if a cancerous python was slowly constricting around her neck and what I finally realized was that none of us are ever in competition with that python. For addicts, there is never a choice to be made. For years I wondered if I could have been a better brother somehow, if I could have changed her in some way. I practiced tough love and sent her books and information on recovery. What I didn't realize was that I am apart of the vast majority of humans that can have an alcoholic beverage or two and not feel the NEED to continue feeding that beast. I've never ingested a substance and yearned for something more powerful to fill the darkness within me. My sister woke up every morning, physically ill, her body surging with pain until she would succumb to the desire to resort to numbness. True, unabashed addiction is a level of suffering I cannot fathom. My sister was found dead on October 10th 2014. I was given the weight of telling the rest of my family of my sisters passing. Yes, this is a very jagged pill that I must swallow every morning. To describe the details to all of you now of my sisters death, is allowing me to truly embrace the fact that as her brother, I will always love her and am still proud of the woman she once was (and the woman that will forever be emblazoned in my memory as my big sister). When i went to clean out where my sister was staying a few days after she died, I saw something that would stay with me forever. On my sisters dresser was a picture of me and a newspaper article cutout of when I was arrested for my animal welfare organization. Even through her struggle and haze, and when I had nothing nice to say to her whatsoever, my sister still went out of her way each time we spoke to tell me that she was proud of me. She bragged, to the point of my own embarrassment, and never faltered when it came to expressing her love. She once told me that one of the only thing she hated in this world was having a part in disappointing or hurting me, and she clung to that until the day that she left this earth. My only hope is that, in her final moments in this life, she knew that she never disappointed me. In my 36 years with her, I have been supplied with a lifetime of hilarity, the drive and desire to reach out to others, memories of my sister making an absolute fool of herself simply to bring joy to those surrounding her. I see her in myself everyday. Not a "junkie," a "waste" or someone "deserving of death” all I could see was a beautiful woman. So what my experiences with this horrid disease known as addiction has really taught me is to have compassion over judgement because each person that has fallen victim to addiction was once someone to somebody. May my sister rest in peace.
In memory of those I've lost to drugs, mainly heroin, and to those battling addiction right now.
I miss my son Szymon every day. I blame myself that i didn't protect you and didn't do enough. I got comfortable thinking that you are getting help and that you will be OK. How wrong was I. Life is really hard even though it will be 2 years soon since you left.  It doesn't get any easier and it shouldn't; you are not here and not coming back. We all miss you very much. Love you with all my heart. Mum
2 1/2 years ago, I lost a very close friend from a heroin overdose. At that point, I was scared, I didn't know anything about the drug. Pretty much everyone from where I grew up was using OxyContin and other opiates and the fact that one of best friends had started doing heroin shocked me. A month ago I lost my best friend to an overdose.... same thing. Again. I feel empty. I cannot believe after my first friend passing, I didn't go out of my way to make sure my friend was okay. I know he struggled and was in and out of rehab, and was really trying. When he went through Recovery and the 12 Steps he reached out to me telling me how much he loved me and all the qualities I had that he adored. I adored him more than I ever knew. I will never have a friend that even compares to him. I don't know what to do to feel better about this. I want to learn about the drug and how it possesses you, but I feel frightened to indulge myself in the details of it. This past weekend, a month exactly after he passed, we held a memorial for him. It brought back a wave of emotions, and I know after losing him, I will never be the same again. I can hear him talking, I can see him singing, I can imagine hugging him, and laughing with him. Will this get better? I cant imagine losing another friend, so I've vowed to stay in touch with all those I love and never let the distance get between us.  Hopefully I can find a way to help people in this world, its the only thing that feels right in my heart.
I don't always agree with the decisions God makes. But I know He makes them from a position of love. And He knows best. I am grateful for the time He has given me to experience His love through my husband. A love that will never be forgotten. It may seem like I will miss you forever but my faith tells me it won't be long and we'll have eternity together. I love you Mikley Jervis, forever and always <3
I packed away Bailey's dress today / And it broke my heart in two, / Just looking at the pink and black lace / Made me cry for you. / Sometimes it comes right at me / Like an explosion of red hot flame, / It engulfs my eyes with tears / And it seems like nothing will stop the pain. / I have a hard time watching / Your sisters heart so broken, / Your brother keeps a calm face on / Your mom so softly spoken. / I don't know what I'd do / Without them by my side, / For they are a living part of you / I thank God for every night. / I want so bad to be angry / But that's difficult for me to do, / Because I love you so much / I could never stay angry with you. / I can't describe the pain I feel / Not having you here with me, / But I know within my broken heart / You are now forever free. / That's all I wanted most for you / Was your happiness, / And sometimes it warms my broken heart / To know your in tranquil bliss. / Thank you for loving me / So tenderly and true, / For all the soft sweet kisses / For telling me "I do". / Thank you for our children / No one could ever give me a gift so grand, / And I promise you they'll know / Their daddy was truly an amazing man. / I love you Mikley forever and always <3
On Monday September 15, 2014, I discovered my newly titled boyfriend Frankie non-responsive. I immediately called 911 and they directed me how to give him CPR, mouth to mouth reccesitation. He was about 3 1/2 months clean and in recovery. The detectives found track marks on his arms and a syringe in the bathroom. They also found an empty bag of heroin. I had no idea he was using again and was left with so many unanswered questions and so much guilt. I think about him every single day and I keep replaying that morning in my head. He was so full of life and in the short time that he had touched my soul, he helped me so much and gave me so much hope. I truly loved him. The only way Im getting through this right now is by talking to people about it. Everyone thinks it's traumatic that I found him deceased but the most traumatic part is that he is no longer here with me. I wanted to reach out to others and let you guys know your not alone and you can get through this. I've also became more spiritual through this. Because of his passing I found myself reaching out to my higher power and I pray for Frankie everyday. He may not be here, but he will forever be in my heart and I will always try to keep his memory alive. He is never truly gone. He lingers in my mind and heart every single day. RIP Frankie 2/31982 - 9/15/2014
Richard Moore sadly passed of a heroin overdose on 30th August 2014. He was hiding his addiction and comes as a shock to the people closest to him. His funeral is tomorrow and we are raising money to go towards your charity to help bring awareness to how vast this problem is. It has opened my eyes to the world of drugs and addiction and think there's so much that can be done to help others from ending up in the same situation. We need to wipe clean the stigma behind drugs and allow the addicts to be able to get the help they need and don't hide their addiction. Thankyou.
My son, you wanted a family and promised you would never miss another of your daughter's birthdays. Yet you are gone. We miss you and think of you everyday. You promised that things would get better and I believe you thought it would be. To the strong handsome man that always gave the best hugs, warm smile and was always there if I needed a hand: You'll be greatly missed. Love from your family. I know you're shining down from heaven like a diamond Clint. Everytime we hear Pink Floyd we will think of you.
Your Family
Dear Andrew, Holding your memory closer than ever in my heart today, sweet nephew, remembering you on this day 22 years ago at your birth and all the remaining short days of your too brief life. What a very quiet baby you were, one who then became a softly whispering little boy who grew into a very kind and gentle young man with a shy smile and a huge heart. You always seemed lost, buddy….as if you had somehow wandered into this world, unsure of just how you ended up here, bewildered as to what purpose had brought you here. At every moment, watching you, I could only hope that you would eventually settle into your own skin, find your stride, and blaze your own unique path to find that purpose. You were a bright spark, Andrew, the light by which you struggled to penetrate the darkness around you. I always felt certain that the power of that spark within you just needed time to grow. I know that you never meant to leave us. I guess we’ll never know exactly what happened that last night of your life. I wish you had known that you could talk to me about your opiate addiction. Was it a beast that you thought you could control ? Did that monster turn on you…overpower you finally … make you forget how much you’d already fed to it…convince you that just a little more won’t do any harm ? Maybe you thought you would sleep the deepest sleep you’d ever had and wake the next morning ready to harness the beast again into submission. But you didn’t wake up. I wonder if there was a moment when you and the beast realized that this time you both messed up. I hope at that moment that you knew just how richly and deeply and magnanimously you had been loved every day, every hour, every minute and second of your precious life. By your mom and your dad and your brother and your sister. Your Grandpa FA and your Mama Marge. Your friends. Dawn and me. I hope you knew, Andrew, I hope you knew.
This is not so much a letter of commemorating a passing loved one, but this is a letter of tribute to those who are doing it tough and struggling with their use of drugs. all of these people on this page have had to deal with the passing of a parent, sibling, close family member or friend. they have had to deal with such a high level of grief that is unimaginable, and for those reading this and are struggling with the abuse of drugs, please, you dont want your loved ones to be posting a tribute to you and how you've sadly passed. and to my best friend louise, i dont want you to go like that, as much as it is a way to escape the realitys of real life, its not something to get a habit of. i want you to know that i love you like my own sister and i cant and dont want to imagine life without you by my side. there is a way out, there are people who love and support you, no matter who you are or what you do, you are never alone in this world. that dark cloud cant hover over your head forever, you will get out of this, there is always a light at the end of the tunnel but sometimes you just have to work harder to see it. "surrender to what is, let go of what was, have faith in what will be"
To my late fiancee, the wonderful intelligent, warm heart-ed, creative, joyful, handsome Mohamed, who died March 2014, who lived for 33 years on earth. I love you, and will always love you endlessly, I can still recall clearly how your eyes smile, like if you are here yesterday,  and still remember your voice on the phone and the special phrases you use when you talk, still can smell you like if you just passed behind me. I pray to see you again in the next life. I am sorry I could not rescue you this time, I am really sorry I did not move on time. If my skin can produce tears it would, from every cell on my body. I miss you Mohammed. Fiancee
On December 25th, 2009, I lost my 23 year old sister to a drug overdose, that is no way anyone should spend Christmas. Since her passing, it has been a real eye opener for my family, my other sister who used pills recreationally went to detox & I went to rehab for alcohol we both have over a year sober & yes we might not have been as a serious addict as our sister who lost the battle to this disease but we definitely have been educated through NA & AA and we understand her demons & ours more. My family still does not celebrate Christmas, were not ready yet ; I miss my sister Annemarie everyday and i wish she was fortunate enough to find the rooms and fellowship, but a higher power had a different plan than her, drugs is no joke and life threating i just wish people understood that because of this disease ill never get to see my sister again and shell never get to meet her niece. My sister was a great person who got caught up in the wrong thing & i want her to be remebmbered for who she was not for what she died of.
It's been exactly one month since I lost my fiancée to a heroin overdose. I received the call from his father that he had passed in a restaurant bathroom and was found hours after his death. I'm still in shock and don't know how I've made it a month already. He left 2 of his own children and two of mine. It was a struggle he battled for more than 20 years. I am not a user and often wondered why it was so hard to just quit. Today, after watching his struggle for the 8 years I spent with him, I know it was not a choice to be an addict, it was a disease he could not conquer or overcome. Not because he was weak but because the addiction had a hold on him that none of us did, he couldn't do it for his children, me, his parents or himself. I do NOT want his death in vain, he was a great man with a kind heart. I will not let the addiction define him, he was so much more than that. I know he is free of the pain he endured every single day and is at peace. I am willing to take the pain and grief from his death so that he will not ever suffer again. I do this because of the great deal and love I have for him. Everyday is a struggle to breathe for me without him in my life, but knowing he is resting peacefully gives some solace to his death. I will continue to miss him terribly too I see him again someday. There needs to be more attention paid to this epidemic that is ruining the lives of some many people. He was only 37 years old with a whole life ahead.....I miss and love you my love!!!
This tribute goes out to Raphael T Moreira 04/24/12, Dan Cook 11/24/13, Nicholas Lapato 06/05/11.
On Thursday, 2 August 2012, my 22-year-old son, David Mashmann, died on life support at the hospital. He had been found on the floor of his bedroom two days before. He had no vital signs, and I began the most frantic cpr. On a young person, the heart beat will come back, but his brain was irreversibly damaged from lack of oxygen - and so he died. Cause of death, accidental opiate overdose. Heroin. He was a wonderful, well loved son and brother. In late high school he seemed to lose direction. He continued on that way until the day he died. He was loving and giving to us all, and had many friends. I'm an ER nurse. I knew that he smoked pot and he had a problem with prescribed drugs after a long-term injury. But heroin? He had seemed to be completely against it in talking not only to us, but to his friends. Yet, when I saw him on that floor, I knew he was dead, and that it had to do with drugs. Yes, everyone was shocked - his funeral was standing room only. He was still dead. Somehow his Dad and I had missed the boat. So much misery, so much pain. So many why's. It has been so long since I've heard his voice, seen his smile, was able to hold him. They say that the stages of grief take time. Time is only making it worse. Too long, too long. When I work, I see patients with drug problems more often than you would think. I always tell them David's story. Maybe it will help someone. In my work I have seen many people die for many different reasons. It's like a light goes out, but I don't know where they've gone. Oh but I do know what's left behind - the agony, the tears, the goodbye's no one wants to say. I want so much for this never to have happened to us. It did. To us and to many others. David, we love and miss you more than any words could ever explain. All for a murderous drug called heroin. Loving you always, missing you forever Momma
Leslie Mashmann
Little brother Colin: Nine months ago on 17 December 2013 you left me completely alone and broken. You were the only person who was a certainty in my future, and indeed you were my #1. I miss and think about you every day. I love you so much and I wish I could hear your laugh and guide you further and listen to your anecdotes and ask for your advice. I feel like you would have made a greater effort to stop if you had any notion of how much we will feel forever. Our family didn't deserve this, Colin. Way too final; you didn't realize deaths only happen to those still living. I'm angry you wasted or ignored all your opportunities and I hate that you kept secrets. We all played a part though, including the system, and I hate my role. I feel guilty and sick. Lonely.
For my Brother Nick (Nicholas David Berger 12/23/82-04/25/14), I miss you no end my brother. I know you tried so hard and felt so much stronger than these drugs but to no avail. You are my hero in so many ways. The thought you are gone forever is too much to bear and I don't know how or if all of us will truly move on without you here on Earth. I know you are so sorry for what happened and so am I, but I forgive you and I understand. Maybe someday we will be together again Nick. We can tell jokes and giggle to our heart's content. Until then, I love you and miss you every moment of every day. I love you. Megger
I love and miss you taytay
Kaelyn Ashley Johnican
My son Robert Rebyak passed away on 09 April 2013 after a three-week battle on life support in the hospital. He entered hospital on 17 March 2013 from an accidental overdose. He is missed and loved by so so many people. I think of Robert each and every day and every waking moment. Robert was known in the town he lived in by everyone from ages 5 to 85. To this day (17 months) later people are still taking about Robert. He made a big impression on everyone he met. He was funny and helpful to everyone. Anyone who knew Robert says he had a big heart, and believe me as his mom, I can say he had a big heart. He wanted to help everyone, just like his mom is and I will always be. Love you Rob!!
Ruthann Blanchard
Lee loosing you on June 18, 2014 has been the hardest thing I have ever experienced. You will always be with me I know, but missing your handsome smile and hugs is so hard. Love you MORE, Mom
Jean Krupsky
To my adoring closest friend Kendall, too beautiful for this world. Leaving us way too early at the age of 19. I miss you more than life itself. 3/28/94- FOREVER
In memory of my son Philip Fader who passed away at the age of 29 on November 30, 2004. Struggled with alcohol addiction and died of a methadone overdose. Son I miss you always. Gone too soon.
Lost Tom Vicky, Catherine and almost myself...RIP to both of you... Paix à vos âmes.... Y P
We lost our oldest son 6/2/2013!! You also lose all sense of life. He was always so full of life and loved by everyone. Always had your back, stood up for anyone who was picked on in school and made them feel important. Drew was 25, one of the top athletes in high school. He only lost one wrestling match his whole senior year (I really miss those days) but you would never know that because he was so humble! After high school he seemed to be lost with no direction. Went from being the greatest at everything he did to just being lost in life. Always a good kid, never disrespectful to anyone. Then he got hooked on prescription pain medicine. What a nightmare! My loving child totally changed. One night he put some methadone into his veins and never woke up! First time he ever tried that drug and he died! I didn't even know this existed! I was looking for a half marathon that supported drug overdose and found this. Thanks!!!
My dear Erin was murdered by this hideous devil drug heroin on June 23, 1997. She fought hard but the heroin had her pinned against the wall and would not let her go. Now you are in heaven Erin and you are surrounded by people who had fought just like you. I miss you more each day and will never give up my fight to educate young people about the Devil. I love you. Mom
Marie Allen
In Loving Memory of Lindsey M
It is so healing to have this time to remember and know that you are not alone in your grief - remembering my son Lee, who lost his life to an overdose in 2008. A day never goes by that you are not in my thoughts
To my dearest sister Donna M. You are missed every day. Always remembering the good times and smiling, Love always lil sis Mikayla-Jay x
BJ you left me and the boys nearly 3 years ago. We miss you every day and wish you were with us. Please remember your loved ones lost to an overdose xxx
I lost my son to a heroin overdose just 9 months ago, David Windsor "Thaddeus" Batchleder July 3, 1991-November 20, 2013, age 22. Rest easy Pooh, we miss you so much and we love you more than all the world can hold.
Kimberly Chilcott
John, I'm past the anger. It took me years though and two years of bursting into tears every time I heard you play or sing. I couldn't even listen to the music that brought you to mind so clearly. Remember "Turn! Turn! Turn!" that night on the bus? You were so easy to fall in love with. It took me a long time to understand why you needed the drugs. That it was fear, not hubris. And while I've forgiven you and moved on, I still love you. But because of you I'll never again turn a blind eye to someone I love using. I'll never back down like I did with you. Rest easy, my love, and know that you are missed, and loved always. - Little J
Julie Rogers
I lost my sisters to a drug overdose. Yes sisters! Both of them, my only siblings, my baby sisters. Lisa Roxane Hitchcock' Berrios 03-22-1969 to 04-03-2007 Joely Kathleen Mullino 12-20-1982 to 04-18-2007 They died 15 days apart. Not a day goes by that their death doesn't affect me. I miss them every day! Lisa was only two years younger than I. We grew up together. We fought, we made up, we hated each other, we loved each other, as sisters do. Drugs had a hold on her more than anything else in her life. Even after numerous overdoses and dying for 5mins. She had to learn how to feed herself, walk, talk again. It didn't stop her. Nothing, and no one could reach her. I miss you every day Lisa! You took a part of me with you. Joely my baby sister. You were only 24. So young and full of living. Lisa's death made you spiral out of control. Having an infant daughter didn't wake you up. You self-medicated depression with drugs. I adopted your baby girl. She's my daughter now. I love her more than you could. I miss you every day and see you in your little girl. I hope you know how much I love her. She's my world. I hope you both are resting in peace. I haven't found it yet with losing you two..I miss y'all so very much, every single day!
Stephanie Oladell
To my beautiful baby sister Haley. May you be free from life's struggles and dependency. It was devastating to see such an amazing young woman get caught up in such a cruel situation. She was strong, brave and honestly fighting for her life back. The chains of drug addiction can be unforgiving and she just couldn't set herself free. At the young age of just 21 she passed away and now lies in peace. I love you Haley and can now only dream of you sharing special moments with me. May your mind be still and your dependency be relieved. You have shown me the value of life and how to manifest its gifts daily. Thinking of you always.
I left a message for you last year too. It wasn't even a year since you'd been gone and there I was, in a place I never thought I'd be - missing you. The pain I carry now is no lighter than it was back then, but better concealed. My life has shattered. It is sometimes motionless yet going through the motions. My heart aches for you and what could have been. What should have been. Your struggle was real and hidden. Your pain was there and unseen. Your life hung on a rope, tipping from one end to the other, never knowing which way the wind would blow and what would happen. The days we spent talking to one another before the final goodbye ring in my ears. You always teaching, always sharing. Somehow, maybe God was preparing me. If I'd had known the outcome, I'd surely have run to your rescue! I would have reassured you and asked you to hold on. Had I been there I would have stopped you. I would have begged and pleaded for your life. And yet, as it is written on your tombstone, words you spoke to me and dad. "Sometimes, the Lord's final healing comes with taking you home." I have to believe and stand by, or I'd go mad. The Lord, He was yours. And you were His. And one day I pray, I'll see you again. I love you Bubba. More than words. I love you!
My husband and I lost our beautiful daughter Marin to a heroin overdose two years ago and in order to address the stigma about the disease and what can happen to a family we produced the video below with the Ohio Attorney General's Office and hope you will share. Would love to get involved anyway I can. I now work for the AG doing Outreach on this epidemic!! Thank you
Heidi Riggs
In memory of Pat Lawton, a young man who died too soon - with love forever - from his mum
Jo Pioro
Thoughts and prayers are with all the souls and their families that we have lost to overdose and to addiction x
David Ryan
Remembering Gianni today. A wonderful man and friend who left us too soon.
In loving remembrance of my dear friend Matt Martens who lost his lengthy battle with pills. Matt passed away March 7, 2014 only 6 days after turning 30. You are missed every second of every day! Love you to the moon and back
Kim Martin
For Jeff, Tina, Alyssa and Stephen. You were all too young. I think of you often.
You left us just a little over three weeks ago. You tried to fight your demons but they were too strong. You were all or none, you had no rock bottom, you lost everything including your life. The heroin and fentanyl were the love of your life. Ultimately your lover was your killer. We may not of liked you sometimes due to the hold your lover had over the real you but we truly loved you. No more worrying about if you're safe or cold or hurt. We know exactly where you are now and instead of us watching over you, you are watching over us. We will get thru this but we will never get over it. RIP sweet sister of mine. Manda Smith-Mooneyhan 8/7/80-8/5/14.
Angie Bright
Mike Robert - my son. Forever loved and never gone
My son, Steven, I miss you more than words can say. My heart aches, the tears flow and the pain is unbearable at times. I'll love and miss you forever.  
Bill, I miss you more than words can say. You were and always will be my one and only son. I know you're at peace and one day we will be together again. So until we do I will always remember your smile and what joy you have given me since the day you were born. I love you Mom
Grayce Watkins
The day you left us Brian, you left an empty space, you took a piece of us all which no one could replace. A loyal man to all you loved, such kindness and so caring. The happiness you gave to us, and good times that we're sharing. I know again we'll all meet up, until we're back together. Your immortal smile and kind heart, will live with us forever. Your loving Karen
Karen B
As our state lies very near to the Golden Triangle and just next to Burma. Since Manipur is surrounded by Burma from different sides heroin is available and cheap. And the fertility of Manipur is also very much suitable for cultivating poppy plants. In recent years an area of 220 sq km of cultivated poppy plant has been found along with equipment for processing heroin. Also, the NH 39 highway is the main route for drug trafficking in bulk. So the rate of overdose is highest.
Nishikanta Elangbam
Ben, we miss you so much. Five years clean, a two-year-old daughter, such a mountain you climbed to get there after 20 years of battle. You had so much to live for and we were so proud of you. If only you could have felt that much pride and love for yourself. I grieve that my baby daughter doesn't have her uncle here, or me my brother to walk by my side through life anymore. I sing your song, we keep you alive, but nothing will ever fill the gap you've left.
Sally Stockwell
Danny, it's almost two months since we lost you to a heroin overdose. The pain and heartache is unbearable and I pray that no family has to ever go through this. There is such a void in our lives that was once filled with your laughter. Some days we wonder how we'll ever get through the next. I hope you know how many people loved you and prayed you would be able to beat this demon. I know in my heart you are finally at peace and free from this horrible addiction. You are always in our hearts. Till we see you again. Watch over us Dan. We love you forever.
Today I will be remembering my girlfriend Alice, who I lost almost exactly 12yrs ago. She was the first person who understood me, my addictions and my weirdness. She was truly effervescent, she brought a smile to so many faces and frustrated us all at times. Lost sadly to an overdose just four days before her 18th birthday in September 2002. I will miss your wit, your intelligence and your joy in seeing others doing so well. I am glad you came to buy some shoes with me :) for Alice, I love you always and your memory is so often the driving force to maintaining my recovery on my darkest days.
Michael McDowell
Linda Richardson GONE BUT NEVER FORGOTTEN With love xxx
Ange Clarke
Nathaniel passed September 11th 2009. I am a youth employment counselor and he was a youth I had known for 7 years. But he was more than a client – he was a friend, a son and a real warrior. His spirit walks with me every day in the work I do and calls me to do more for the youth I work for.
Tim Greenwood
My friend  it's been thirteen days since you were so sadly taken way too young. I want to say R.I.P. Aaron Collins, you won't be forgotten. You were a good friend of mine along with so many others. I'll miss you making me laugh. Miranda Lynch
Miranda Lynch
Michael my love, not a day goes by that we don't love you, miss you or need you. You will always be the most beautiful man I've ever known and the rest of of my living days are forever incomplete. It'll never make sense. I love you for eternity
Today, 08/31/2014, is a very special day. It is International Overdose Awareness Day, and it is my birthday. Today, I remember my son Quincy Kramer 01/11/91 - 06/03/2014, at 23 years he left this earth due to a heroin overdose!!! I wish he was here, but he will just be here as my angel today!! Quincy, Mommy misses you!! I love you!!
Stephanie T Kramer
My dear baby bear Jake, it has been almost 18 months since you left us. Not a day goes by that I wish you were still here.  I know you are watching out for all of us who love and miss you. I love you son, LOVE Mom
Jason Peters 10/2/71-7/3/13
Cortney Critelli
Joshua Bennett (9/4/1978-4/2/2014). My dear son, I love you and miss you each and every second of each and every day. I wish you had trusted me enough to tell me you were using again. The heartbreak and pain of losing you is indescribable. I will always love you, Mom.
LESSON FROM FRED – In loving memory of my brother Don’t be a hater he once said. “What?” was my sarcastic reply, "look at the scumbag walking down the street. Do you see his clothes? His rotted teeth?” "You don’t even know that man." “Well, there are options," I replied, "there is rehab and another thousand reasons to stay alive.” "Don’t be a hater, what has he done to you? His spirit is broken and he isn’t going to come thru. I know that guy back from a year or two, lost his job and family too. His pain is deep but he’s hollow too." A few years later a call came to me. Can you come pick me up was all he said. “YES! I exclaimed, where are you?” "Well, you can’t come here, I’ll start walking." We rode in silence for some time. As you see, it was my brother I had picked up off the street. Brown bag under his arm, traffic whizzing by, he didn’t look the same but I knew why. “It will be alright” I finally said aloud. Eyes full of water he looked down and only said: "Don’t be a hater" “Ok” I replied.
Joelle White-Shaffer
A little over five months ago we lost my amazing big brother Georgie at the young age of 26. He was a kind-hearted and very knowledgeable young man with many talents. He had struggled with the disease of addiction for years and it seemed an overwhelming and unbearable battle for him. He tried many times to seek help and but his addiction went far beyond the physical ailing. It was a mental battle every day. My brother was the funniest, loving, cool big brother and uncle to my two boys who you could ever want or imagine. He is so missed every single day and life will never be the same without him.  Every life matters! Overdose is an epidemic in my county and my state and in our country! Brothers, sisters, mothers, fathers, sons, and daughters need to be aware! I love you Georgie rest in peace
In honor of my little brother Billy who left us just this July 4th, 2014. I'm sad for the time we both lost in not getting to know each other more deeply and for the ways that drugs and alcohol, and sometimes this being human in life, can take us away from everything, from living fully. And I'm sad for your beautiful voice that will never sing again and for the fact that life had become so painful for you. I'm so glad I got to hear your voice. You are remembered with love and held in my heart and the hearts of all those whose lives you touched, even if just for a while. And though you may not have been able to feel it fully or reach it or believe it life held it for you, beneath it all you were and have always only been love. May you know and be in that wherever you are now. Love, Tristan
To my beautiful son Shane Tyler Gwynne: In 24 days you will be gone 2 years. Every single day is a tearful battle for me. There are still so many things I can't understand about addiction and why. I hope you know how very much you were and are loved and missed. As my first born child you had an extra special place in my heart that can never be filled. Love Mom xoxo
Lisa Harbison
In loving memory of Grayson Kent. Your laughter and smile live forever in our hearts...4/5/93-7/9/12
Romona Adams
I can't imagine losing a child. This happened to my beautiful childhood friend Paige two years ago. I am thinking of her today, and wishing her comfort and love. Her sweet baby TJ lost his life to overdose and I know she aches for him every day.God bless her and her family. Love you Paige Caudill! -Tiffany Kirkpatrick and family ox
My dear Brandon, I miss you more and more with each passing day. It seems like the day you left, Nov 2, 2012, was just yesterday. I wish there was something else I could have done for you. I know I did my best, it just wasn't enough. I spend every day keeping your legacy alive. I share your story with everyone in the hopes that I can save just one person. Then I will know your death was not in vain. I will never forget you my dear son. I love you with all my heart! Until we meet again! Love, Mom.
I lost my firstborn, my son Kane to opiate addiction two years and ten days ago. Our family chain is broken and nothing is the same.
Debbie Kopki
Methadone diversion took the life of my 18 year old son Shawn M. Leins on Oct. 12, 2012. I thought he had stayed the night at his friend's house, four places away until one of those friends came knocking at our door at noon. He asked for Shawn and when I told him I thought he was at his house, he told me Shawn had came home to go deer hunting with me. I looked in Shawn's room and I saw him in his bed sleeping - I thought. We called 911 and started CPR at 12:07. Time of death on his death certificate is 12:05. Shawn's friend's 32-year-old step-sister had shared her prescription of 10mg methadone pills with him. Autopsy revealed he had taken around 12 of those pills in the last 24 hrs of his life. Then she made him leave sometime between 12-1am. He came home and climbed into bed and went to sleep......forever!! Not a second that passes that I'm not crying on the inside. He had so much heart. He spent his days making people smile and he didn't deserve to be kicked out to go home alone! In loving memory of Shawn M. Leins 08/23/94-10/12/12 ~forever, for always and for eternity~
Lisa L Riddell
In memory of Jeffrey Stork, Josh Tarkington and Josh Galvez.
My family recently suffered a great loss. My cousin Tyler was battling a heroin addiction that ultimately took his life. However, that is not what comes to mind when I think of Tyler. He had such a big heart and while he was clean he wanted nothing more than to help others also suffering with addiction. He spoke with those he knew who were struggling, went to every NA meeting he could and was truly trying to get his life back on track. Most importantly he talked about wanting to visit schools and talk to kids about his story. He didn't want to see anyone fall into drugs the way he did. So I choose to remember Tyler as the person he was, rather than as the addiction he had. I think it is really important to remember that addicts are human beings, family members and friends. So if you know someone struggling, please offer them support and understanding. Sometimes that means tough love, but it is love nonetheless.
Kateyn Sauerwein
Today, and every day I remember and rejoice in the 18 years I had as the mother to my first child, Brandi Shea Meshad. No it was not enough time. Eighteen years was not even close to the lifetime I expected to share with her, but 18 years was all we were given. She passed away on March 8, 2011 from accidental overdose and was only 18 years old. I contemplate all of the experiences I will never share with her, the experiences she never had the chance to have - to live - and it is overwhelming. An overwhelming loss of such a beautiful life. I choose to remember all the love and life she did share with all those she loved in the 18 years she had. I cherish every single second. Today, and every day, I remember and will always wish she would miraculously walk through the front door alive. Overdose is preventable. Education is an absolute must. Every single life is worth saving. My daughter was worth saving. But she didn't have that option. So from earth to heaven I reach my arms, my soul, my being to her in the belief that she can still feel my love. I will love you till the sky ends....and it never does. 
Lisa Brandy
Love and miss you every day my sweet Candace. Love Mom
I would like to commemorate my son Daniel Agado, who passed away of a prescription drug overdose last Dec 14th 2013. Missing him dearly today.....AZ
Felipe Agado
Today is International Overdose Awareness Day. It's a day that would have no significance to me before a few weeks ago. Now, it will go into a long list of days that will lead to me thinking of my younger brother, Mike. A few weeks ago, my younger brother, 26 years old, was brought to hospital after an overdose. Most likely heroin, could have been some other opioids, the pain killers that originally started him down that path when he was younger. I have never had the heart to ask, and I don't think it would make a difference to know. I will not forget listening to the voicemail from my dad telling me to call back right away. I knew it was something bad, my dad has always been a strong man, and I've never heard his voice like that. When he answered the phone, I asked the direct question not wanting to dance around whatever the news was and he told me my brother, Mike, 26 years old, one daughter who is almost 4, was brain dead in the hospital on life support. There was no hope for recovery. I still have not processed this. As I stood next to him at the funeral, I watched a stream of family and friends pass by, physically broken at the sight of such a young person taken, with a sort of numbness that still comes and goes today. I didn't want to compound people's grief by having them feel bad for me and for the loss of my brother, Mike, who was 26 years old, with a daughter named Mia. This was not the first time. We've been through it before with him. I say we, but I mean my family. I've been away for so long, I just ignored it. It was an embarrassment, a weakness in him that I didn't care to understand or want to deal with. My mom would try to bring him up when we talked on the phone; talk about how he had being doing better, had a job, had relapsed, had came by asking for money or a place to live, but she knew that I would refuse to talk about him. This was his fault. He chose to do this, and he didn't care about who he hurt with his selfish behavior. That's what I believed. To some extent, even after everything, I still believe on a subconscious level that my brother, Mike, 26 years old, with a daughter named Mia and a younger sister named Kelsey, had killed himself. That's the easy way to look at this. It's easy, comforting to blame him instead of grappling with the idea of drug abuse and dependence. It's easier to say he should have just stopped instead of blaming a whole system of nameless, faceless people making decisions that treat the symptoms of this disease instead of the causes. A system that is based on some puritan morality that punishes the addicts instead of helping them. A system that offers no way out. Mike, my younger brother, 26 years old, with a daughter named Mia, with a younger sister named Kelsey, and a nephew named Kole, was trapped. We'll never know what or why he was driven to use on that last day, but he made an offhanded remark before he did that is heart breaking. He said he should just go out and get high so that he could get back into a detox program and get some help. Because even though he had a well documented history of drug abuse, the system doesn't let you in unless there are drugs in your system. People who want and need help don't always get it in time. I'll always blame him. I don't think it's entirely his fault. Things could have been different if there were better systems in place. If we knew how to deal with it better. I hadn't spoken with my brother in over a year. Who knows what could have happened if I had changed that. I don't blame myself. I don't need people to tell me it's not my fault, I know that. That, unfortunately, will never change the fact that there is a chance it could have been different. I could have been different. This is another epidemic in America we are ignoring. You don't have to go far in your circle of family and friends to find someone affected by this. One in 15 people who take prescription pain killers for fun will use heroin within 10 years. In 2011, there were over 260,000 hospital admissions for heroin overdose, a drastic and continual increase. There's no easy way to handle someone who has this problem. There's no single right way to treat it. But treating it as an embarrassment, quietly hoping and expecting it to resolve itself, relying on the current system to deal with it, that is the wrong way. There are resources out there. Please help bring attention to this problem. Please donate if you can. Do it for your own moral beliefs, do it for the people in your life who have already been affected. Do it for the ones who haven't been affected yet. Do it for my younger brother, Mike, who was 26 years old when he was laying in a hospital bed, surrounded by his parents, Ron and Paula, and his younger sister, Kelsey, when the doctor declared him brain dead, who has a daughter named Mia with his girlfriend, Mackenzie, who won't ever have real memories of her dad, who had aunts and uncles, cousins, grandparents and friends, who left us all.
Ron Matson
There's not a day goes by I don't wish I could have saved you. You have no idea how much we all miss you. The pain will never go away, but you'll live on in our memories. Until we meet again, my angel. I love you Dylan James Cade.
Jayce Tyler
I lost my 29-year-old son to an accidental heroin overdose on August 15, 2010. He struggled against his addiction, searching for resources that just weren't there. It is my most fervent wish that no other mother go through this and I hope in some way I can work to prevent someone else from experiencing the anguish and loss of that special love between mother and son.
Emily Galvin
To all who suffer the loss of their child. I am another mom who has lost my one and only daughter, Allison, at the age of 27, and to a drug overdose. The drugs won and she lost her battle with addiction. She was in her bed in her apartment and died. It's been almost three years and today I cannot be silent. Today unfortunately someone else's child will also lose their life as a result of a drug overdose. Hoping to share in my daughter Allison's memory, I wish you all my sympathies for these are tragic losses, which no one can deny are epidemic in their numbers. It's a day of Remembrance, but it needs to be a time to take a stand against drug importing, and pharmaceuticals not being controlled. Our children are paying with their lives for the greed of others. Addiction is a disease brought on by drugs and the combinations are killing without discrimination. Let us not be silent.
Rhonda Worsena
My tribute is to Taylor Lee. Forever, and ever You left this world, you walked right past. No word said, your breath, its last. Your memory dances in my head. I'm so sorry you were alone on that bed. You won't leave my heart, soul, and memories. You hurt so many when you passed. I know Leo, your love, his heart was smashed. I wonder what you do in heaven. Do you fly with wings, or does everyone sing? Do you miss me? Do you watch over me? I'll never know, until we meet again. I love you, and miss you. Born 01/28/1992 Died 06/06/2014 Found 06/08/2014 This sweet lovely boy, passed away at the age of 22. He passed away alone in his bed, and wasn't found for 2 days. Heroin overdose was his cause of death. He was a recreational user, and had only used twice before. My message is... It doesn't matter if this is your first time using, or the millionth time using, this shot could be your last. And good for you, all your pain, problems, and worries are gone. But don't forget it's not you that hurts any more, it's those who love you. Taylor had his whole life ahead of him. He was one in a billion. Because of a stupid decision he made, he will never see the bright future he had in front of him. Love Always, Kaelyn Ashley P.S. I Miss You Sweet Boy. I'll see you when it's my time.
Kaelyn Ashley
Our son James died 5/23/2014. We will always remember him and treasure the time we had with him. We miss him and love him more each day xxxxxxxxxxxx
Jill Brannan
I have lost 6 friends in the past 4 years to the effects of drugs and alcohol. Four of those were overdoses, the other two suicides. I am 19 years old, and I have seen more death than most people I know. Overdose is preventable, treatment is an absolute. I am blessed to have made it out of my own addictions alive, yet they still haunt me sometimes. I miss my friends, and my family member that I lost. Please spread the love, spread the support, and spread the awareness.
Steven, I miss you so much. Words don't describe the pain in my heart. I cry every time I think of you - which is all of the time. Your sweet smile and beautiful eyes are one of my favorite memories. I wish I had told you I love you more, even if you didn't want to hear it. In my heart I know you tried hard to fight and I wish I knew how to help you. I'm proud of you and my love for you will never end. My sweet son.
We lost our beautiful, smart, wonderful daughter Brooke LaZare on May 8, 2012 and since that day there are no tomorrows and no future. It is never-ending trying to remember and relive every minute of every day she was alive. Without any new memories, I strive to remember as much as I can of every day she was alive. She died three days shy of her 24th birthday. We love and miss you so much and cannot believe that you are gone. . . pink roses with glitter forever. Love you sweet daughter of ours, Mom and Dad
Jason R Samuels (6 August 1980 - 21 May 2010). Each day now is the same as yesterday and tomorrows will be no different. Grateful I was chosen to be your mom and walk with you through the good and the horrible. You fought a hard fight. Your journey was not and will never go in vain. You were an example of courage and my best friend, my beautiful son. No words exist for the ache that never ends. But for you Jason..the battle was won. You are right, "pain IS love". SOAR HIGH LIVE LARGE SUPREMELY FREE AND HAPPY FOREVER Love you forever and treasure every memory Mom
Vickie Samuels
My son and light in my life went to heaven a year ago October 24.  My dear husband found him in his old room from an overdose of heroin. He only struggled with addiction a short time but it consumed him from the very minute he tried it. He relapsed and used two times before the drugs took him from us, leaving a broken-hearted family and the woman who was to be his bride in 10 days. Never does a day go by when he is not remembered and missed. Ethan - you are in our hearts forever and we will always think and dream of what could have been........Mom
My son Shawn Dalton Arthurs, age 21, died March 3, 2014 of a heroin overdose. We lost a son, brother, grandson, cousin nephew and best friend. Shawnie will always be remembered for his brilliant smile, his inner and outward beauty, sense of humor, his laughter, compassion and love that he had for his family and friends. Forever on my heart and always on my mind. I love you Shawnie
Rebecca Zemke
Miss you Sarrah!
Jeanette Terry Marcum
Not a day goes by that I don't miss my older brother, Sean. He was one of the most benevolent people alive.
Celeste Arnett
Mama, I love and miss you every single day. Not a day goes by that I don't think about you. I try to forget it, but I can't. I know you didn't mean to OD, but that doesn't make it any easier. I hasn't gotten easier after 3 years, I've just learned to live differently. You would be proud of me. I'm married. I married, Domenic mama. I saved you a seat in the front next to dad. I hope you saw it. I hope you saw me. You were honestly a wonderful mom and I'm sorry I never thanked you like I should have. I was a brat. I'm so different now. I've had to endure so much without you. Please save a seat for me in heaven. I can't wait to see you again. I love you bunches and bunches and bag again. Love, Tooterbug, goose, your princess, your daughter, Amy
Amy Maffettone
For my funny, inventive, B-movie lovin' brother who passed from accidental toxicity 7 December 2002. We love you.
In honor of my son James, whose birthday it was yesterday, August 31. I love you always. Mom  
Heidi Kuwik
My son was 26 years young. I miss him like I have never missed anyone or anything in my life. He is my affectionate child and he always made me laugh. He is the sunshine in the day. I cannot and will not accept that he is gone forever. I need him. I birthed him. I raised him. He is my son! Robert, if you can see what I am writing please know that I love you more than life itself. I would do anything to bring you back home. You are very loved by so so many people. You put an impact on so many lives. Why god took you from me I don't know, but please honey, just know you're in my heart every minute and every second of every day! Now and forever.  Xoxo Love miss you to the moon and back! Mom
Ruthann Blanchard
The love and light of my life. My heart feels as if it's been filled with concrete with the absence of your light in my life. You were the best little brother I could have ever asked for. The one who would sit with me and stare at that wild moon through a telescope, hoping we'd somehow find the answers resting in a crater. I'm still here, staring and hoping. I look to the stars and butterflies to find a piece of you. You're the sun on my face and the wind through the trees. There's nothing I wouldn't give to have another moment with you, or one more chance to help you through. Shine on you crazy diamond. Casey Carl William Wright, Rest In Peace, May 19, 2014
Kalli Wright
Walking in memory of my two nephews, Thad and Andrew lost to overdose, as well as all of those families that have suffered loss. While we remember those we have lost we also want to celebrate and honor those in Recovery!
Kris R
Jacob, my precious only child. I don't know how I've managed without you. Almost 47 months of wandering in this wilderness alone now. I miss your gentle spirit, your contagious laughter, your brilliant mind. I miss hearing your voice and wrapping my arms around you. I just miss you. Every second,  every hour, every day.  Rest in peace, my precious heart. I love you...... Always and forever. Mom
Dan, I am writing this tribute to you. Born onto this Earth on October 3, 1990 to two loving parents. The only child. You brought so much joy and love into the lives of others. You were an old soul. Funny, non-judgmental, unselfish to your own detriment, easy going, able to make friends with absolutely anyone, yet you were haunted by demons at a young age. None of us really knew what they were. You acted out and acted the clown to mask whatever you felt. You never, ever wanted to talk about these things. Your parents were very uncomfortable with talking about things like feelings so they loved you by not making you uncomfortable, by covering up for you over and over and by supporting you. You dabbled in drugs at a young age but it didn't seem too much cause for concern. You quickly moved to prescription narcotics and became addicted. As much as we didn't believe it, you were addicted. How could this happen? This phase was very short. Heroin was all over the suburbs. It was easy to get and so much cheaper than painkillers. Now you were a full blown heroin addict. We were all in denial. How could we not be? You were such a  beautiful person and you were succumbing to a baffling, cunning, manipulative, personality changing, fatal disease. You became a Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde of sorts. You hid from us what we shouldn't see and we believed you. You were in and out of rehab. Always excited and fresh. Working the steps. Taking each day as it came. You had us all sit down for a meeting to discuss your future plans. You were so excited to be getting an apartment and to be stepping up in your Dad's business. You were so happy to have had 284 days clean that day. You talked about the many things you had to be grateful for. You talked about how grateful for the fact that God had given you the opportunity to live. We were all so excited, yet still slightly tentative after everything, to have you back. So vibrant. So full of life. You were my best friend in the world. You were my soul mate. I think that God gives us each a soul mate, whether it be the same gender as us or not, in our partner or not, it doesn't matter. Dan was my soul mate. He understood and accepted me for who I was and I, you. You brought a smile to my face each and every single day that I was fortunate enough to know you. Even on the bad days, I believe you still gave me a reason to smile. On June 24, 2014 at around 1pm, I got a call from your mother. She was hysterical. They had just found you at the rough place downtown. Your "friends" left you to overdose without calling 911. There are no "Good Samaritan Laws" in this state. I could rage on about the backwards-ness of that and the fact that first responders here, besides paramedics, don't even carry narcan...but I won't. It doesn't do any good right now. It doesn't bring you back and there are other places that I will rage for you Dan. I will not let your death be in vain. This is a fight that I will NEVER stop fighting. I am so sad, angry, confused, lost, enraged, guilt stricken and horrified that this has happened. It DIDN'T have to happen. Why didn't any of us pick up on the change in your behavior? Why didn't you tell any of us? We would so eagerly have helped. We just wanted you to live. We so badly wanted you to live. Now that you're gone there is such an enormous hole in my soul. I think about you constantly. It doesn't even feel quite real yet. You are all I dream about. But I know that true love never dies and neither do memories. Your love is in my heart and you will be with me forever. Please watch over me, over all of us. We need you so very much. "It has been said that time heals all wounds. I do not agree. The wounds remain. In time, the mind protecting its sanity, covers them with scar tissue, and the pain lessens, but is never gone,"  -Rose Kennedy
My best friend Vlad Mateescu passed away due to a heroin overdose on August 13, 2014, eight days after he turned 29. From the moment I met Vlady, I fell in love with him. How could you not love him? He had such a unique personality, a beautiful smile and he brought joy to everyone he was around. Whenever I was around him, it was like nothing else mattered. He had such a love for others, and his light shined for all to see. He was the glue in most of his friendships. He never judged anyone and he was always the quickest to forgive when he was wronged or hurt. I will try and remember Vlady with smiles and laughter, not with sadness and tears because he wouldn't want that for me. I have so many good memories with Vlady in the 11 years that I have known him. I remember when he joined the Marines and how much respect I had for him. He was determined to make a difference in his life and he was going to work harder than most to do it. He graduated top of his class, and man was I proud of him. I know that I will never have a friendship again like I did with Vlady because there is no one on Earth that is like him, and there never will be. He was the BEST friend I could ever ask for and a piece of my heart left with him. Thank you Joanna and Christian for bringing such a beautiful soul into this world, he forever changed my life! I love you Vlady and I will never forget you.  
George was the first friend I made in rehab. We shared all the things that had brought us to that place and supported each other in reconstructing our lives without drugs. I relied on his courage and honesty when we shared a home together after rehab. We had two years clean when one day after a few beers watching the footy he bumped into an old girlfriend. The police woke me at three the next morning with the news that he was found abandoned in a St Kilda laneway, dead from an overdose. I wish things had turned out different. One mistake shouldn't be so expensive.
Campbell Black
This tribute is for Samm Gomez, who died of a heroin overdose three weeks before his 22nd birthday, on February 22, 2014. Samm, I trust you have peace now from your anxieties and struggles and that some day I will see you again. I know you are safe. I know you know you were and are loved. I miss your crooked little grin and hearing you greet me with: "Hey, Mom." I miss how you found the funny in every little nook of life. You had such a knack for noticing the absurd and comic and yet you were never mean. You could make me laugh like no one else. We walked a tough road together but it was ours and I accept it. I will find a way to use these experiences we went through for something good, Sam. I know you would have wanted me to. One day I guess we'll know the answers. Just not today. I know that you did not want your problems to cause anyone else unhappiness. It was not easy being you and I know you struggled with so much. I am so thankful for your friend Glenn, who kept you alive for so long and never let us get out of touch with each other. He is my and was your Earth Angel. Keep growing, keep learning, keep progressing, my son. It is all about the growing. I know you did the best that you could on this earthly plane and I trust that you are now safe with God. I will see you again soon enough. Love you, kiddo. Mom
Samm Gomez
So handsome so bright so young, 23 and now you're free, No more misery, no more pain, No sadness or worries of this life you have gained, Left behind so many you loved, Their feet on this soil left looking above, The stars the sky the moon above, But it's you they see in clouds and doves, Soar high with wings in beautiful light, For its not good bye it's just good night, To see you again with a smile so due, And arms open wide saying come to you. AMEN
Tonya Luck
To my son, L CPL. Richard J. Soltis, Jr, USMC, I miss you so much. I still can't believe you are gone. Every time I see your beautiful little girl Madi, I ache inside knowing she will never remember her daddy. I know the most important thing to you was becoming a United States Marine. I am so glad you fulfilled your dream. I am so proud of you for serving our country. I wish there was something we could have done to save you. I love and miss you with all my heart, Mom
I can't believe it's been 6 years now since you've been gone. I know how much you struggled just to be you. I know how much you HATED the drugs and hated what you were doing. I'm sorry you felt so much pain. I'm sorry you could never feel the love that so many felt for you. When you died, I knew you were at peace and knew you finally FELT the love that everyone had for you. And that you have felt my love for you ever since.I sometimes wonder what my life would have been like to have you in recovery, what that would have been like for you. I wished you could have experienced that. I have never been ashamed of you, I am proud to be your older sister. Proud of the way you lived your life, the way you treated others and inspired others all the time. I am proud of your accomplishments and your drive in life. You taught me to dream and dream big. We all dream...and dreams come true. Thank you for staying with me the last 6 years in my dreams. I love you! Shannon Schou
Shannon Schou
On 2/11/04 I lost my Mom to an overdose of heroin. It's so hard to go on without your Mom. I miss her so much. She will always be loved in my heart, and in all the hearts of her kids and grand-kids. RIP Mama Patty Jean Adams. Forever in our hearts  
Vanessa Perales
I lost my beautiful daughter Erin to a heroin overdose on June 23,1997. She was 21. Erin tried to stop but the heroin kept calling her back. Our family misses her terribly. My heart is missing a big piece and can never be fixed. I know she is in heaven and pray that someday we will be together again. I keep all addicts in my prayers. R.I.P Erin Allen 4/3/76...6/23/97
Marie Allen
I lost my only son, John Atkinson, on March 30, 2002, to an overdose of alcohol, crack cocaine and opiates. My life was forever changed by my son's downward spiral though the hell of addiction and his subsequent death from this horrid disease. John left behind a four year old son. There is always an empty chair to remind me that he is gone. There is a piece of my heart missing, a piece in the perfect shape of him. Please don't think that addiction can't happen to you or someone in your family. This disease is like a thief in the night, and does not discriminate. It will ravage you, your home, your children.... Some die, that others may live. May the death of my son not be in vain.
Bonnie Cole
I lost my best friend Trev, accidentally. He was the most incredible good guy. Not a day goes past without me thinking about him. Its been 10 years, and I love him and miss him, like the day it happened. Rest in peace beautiful man xxxx
Pamela Bernal
On 3 March 2012 my family's life was forever changed. My beloved first born child - my only 26 year old son Marshall Jean de Meillon slipped away in the early hours. His death was as a consequence of a heroin overdose. He was a mere 10 days from celebrating his 27th birthday. My heart is forever altered by his birth and broken into a million little pieces by his death. Each day I pick up another shard of my soul and try to piece it together to weave it back into some semblance of a new "normal". A "normal" that does not include my son, my Marshall; my only boy child. The guilt, the missing, the endless ache of his loss - does not go away. Yes it moves in waves but it moves inexorably day and night and is relentless in its mission to batter your bleeding heart. Marshall Jean de Meillon - MY SON - made me love more, learn more, weep more and grow more into the person I am today - imperfect and battered but still his proud and living mom - a grief warrior that cries out in sympathy for all the other families walking a similar journey to ours. Our thoughts and prayers are with you as you gather your million little pieces and try to move on.
Margot van Ryneveld
Quinny twinny, my dearest best friend and sister. I'm so sorry I couldn't save you from this evil disease. I know now you are not suffering, you are pain free in the loving safe arms of God. For you Quinn, I will bring awareness all around the world that drug addiction/overdose is very real and that we can prevent it. You always had the biggest heart sissy and now I'll be doing this for you. You are missed more everyday. Until that day I see you again, just know I love you so much!!! Love, Kay <3
I lost my brother John Yost to a heroin overdose, March 12, 2009. Not a day goes by that I don't think of him. "I do this work to end the common thinking that addiction and overdose won't happen in your family. If it happened to my brother, it can happen to yours." My quote on the Stop Overdose IL fliers for the upcoming event on August 30, 2014. John was a very loving person who cared so much about us and didn't want to be a slave to this drug. He struggled for almost half of his life with his addiction. Going in and out of rehabs, jail and on the streets. Then just like most people who die from this, he used one last time. He was clean as far as we knew and died at 30 years old. It saddens me that we'll never get to see him get married or have kids or we'll never grow old together, but I know that he's at peace now. I can't imagine how horrible it was for him day in and day out to try and conquer it. In the end heroin won! We need people to get educated! I've met so many people in other organizations that have been through this or are going through it now. We need to get the people who it's not affecting educated. These are the ones that think, "Nope, it'll never be my kid". Look around, the kids who are dying are your cheerleaders, football, baseball, basketball players! It's no longer the face of the dirty junkie in the alley in downtown Chicago. It's our children who need the education but you the parent need to know about it first.
Jeannine Garriepy
I lost my first-born child, my son Kenneth 23, on 7/6/12 to an accidental methadone overdose. Ken excelled in everything he set his mind to. Graduated high school as salutatorian in 2007, went to USC Business School, traveled to Hong Kong and Greece, joined Delta Chi and pioneered an idea that led to a start-up company. How I wish I could see what else he could've done in this lifetime. I miss you buddy - Til we meet again my son.
Danny I think of you every day. I love you to the moon and back. Xoxoxoxo 08/27/90-08/17/2014 you are always with me. Love mom
Debbie Rocha
I lost my daughter, Molly Beth Lewis, on August 11, 2014.  She struggled with heroin addiction for the last 6-7 years. She was 27 years old. She was funny, caring articulate and loved children. She had so much potential that will never be realized. She had been clean this time about a month and a half. She had her first job in several years and moved into her very own apartment on August 1st without the financial help of her parents and without having some loser, abusive boyfriend move in with her. She seemed finally on the right path and was so proud of herself. What in the world made her pick up and use again one last fatal time will never be known. There are so many "what ifs" and "I wish's" in my head and heart right now. I am sad beyond belief and so are her father and brother. We showed her a lot of tough love in the last couple of years and in doing so said a lot of harsh things to her and now wonder if all those harsh words might have gotten the best of her. Again....another "what if" or "I wonder." I'm sure I will go the remainder of my life questioning what I could have done any differently. I just know that her struggle is over and in a way, I am happy she no longer has to go through that unbearable torture, but now the struggle is on us as her survivors, as to how we are ever going to survive this horrible, horrible tragedy.
Lori Owen
In loving memory of my son, Zachary Daniel Wells, who died May 21, 2005 of a heroin overdose at the age of 16. I always knew my son was loyal and had a heart of gold. He would gladly fight to defend anyone who needed defending. He was especially protective of his "girl" friends. Heaven help the boy who hit one of his girl friends! When I lost my husband in a car accident, Zack was right there for me. He always knew when I was crying. He would come sit with me, put his arm around me and pat my shoulder - never saying a word. After Zack's passing, the mother of one of his friends told me how Zack jumped in and saved her son from drowning when the kids were swimming in the river. There is a gaping hole in my heart that can never be filled while I am on this earth. But I am grateful that for 16 years I had him in my life. Till we meet again, my son. I love you forever. Mom.
Jaril Lawson
I lost my beautiful daughter to an accidental prescription drug overdose on April 2, 2012 when she was 15 years old. Olivia was talented, intelligent, creative, funny, loving and compassionate. She will not be defined by her death but by the shining light she was during her short time here. She is deeply loved and fiercely missed by me, her step-dad, her brother and step siblings as well as all her family and multitude of friends. Kids need to understand that they are not invincible and that some mistakes cannot be fixed. One pill can kill. Olivia, I love you, I miss you, forever and always. There is no other way ~ Mom xoxox
Dale Jollota
RIP my boy. Anthony Harting, December 28, 1981 to June 20, 2010. With Never-ending love for my son.
Emanuela Harting
Yesterday Alex R. overdosed and died after being 16 months clean. It was his first time to relapse. That morning he posted on his Facebook: "Wake up, have a nice cold glass of water. Do 15 minutes of stretching, 10 minutes of meditation. Cook myself the usual breakfast - egg whites and oatmeal. Watch the sunrise.  One hour in, and my day is already amazing. Who else is already having a great day?"  This amazing day ended with his long-time girlfriend coming home after work to find him dead. Alex was 23 years old, getting ready to attend University in British Columbia, had a car, apartment, prospects for work. It was all coming together for him, but he picked up and used one more time. One last time. Alex leaves behind an amazing family who has done so much to support his recovery. Please pray for them.
Billy Gregg
Daddy may you rest in peace. No longer in pain. We love you.
August 31, 2014 will be the most awful anniversary. It was the day I lost my sweet son Benjamin, my only child, to an accidental drug overdose - ironically on Overdose Awareness Day itself. Ben was 17, and we never even remotely saw it coming. He was spending the night with a few friends, planning a future with his girlfriend, and they got a hold of some oxycontin. They all went to sleep around 5am and slept until 1:30pm. When they woke up, Ben was gone! He had been gone probably since shortly after they went to bed, and his girlfriend slept the night beside him. He just slipped away, so silently, unnoticed. Ben was a good boy - the best! He cared for and took care of everyone to the point of giving them food and shelter if needed. He listened to everyone's problems and gave them strength to make it through their struggles. He made them feel good about themselves and helped them find purpose and value in their lives. He had no prejudice toward anyone and taught those around him to lose their prejudice. Even for a mentally disabled man much older than he was - he sought out advice on how to help and befriend him. He was always respectful to us, his parents. At his funeral all of his friends said he was the kindest person they had ever met. To me, he was my joy, my only child, the only child I ever needed. He had a beautiful sense of humor and of appreciation of small things like turtles and fried eggs and and the wooly feel of lambs. He would help me by telling me to leave my new braces alone or else they would bother me more than they already did. He would ask me why I spent so much time getting ready - he said "You come out looking exactly the same. You always look good, Mom." Yes, he was truly my pride and joy. He searched for truth and the meaning of life - online, in conversation, in thoughts and dreams. He searched for God, for goodness, for health, for ways to help others. He talked to God and read the Bible and developed his own way of seeing and worshipping God, always searching for more answers. I believe he has now found his answers, and is enjoying the fullest joy he could ever know, with Jesus. Enjoy your reward in Heaven, my sweet Ben! I hold you always in my heart and look forward to seeing you some again. day. Please pray for us here. I love you always, my Ben! - Mom
Linda Rabenberg
Randy missed you so much for your 23rd birthday a couple of days ago. We did find some comfort setting up your Facebook page 'Randy's Kind Gestures'. Over 4,700 people did a random act of kindness for another on your birthday 8/21/14 just like you did every day because you knew how hard life could be. Hopefully the lives of those participants have been changed forever and this movement will continue in your honor. Shock is the only word to describe how we felt after you were clean so long and living so happily. We will find a way to survive somehow without you, they tell me. But I miss you and want you here with me every day. Love you the most, Mom
My precious sons Matthew and Brandon you will never be forgotten. Always in my heart. Momma will see you again some glorious day
Diane Woodward
To my beautiful son Hunter - You blessed each and everyone you came in contact with. Your love, kindness, joy and laughter was magnetic. You loved your baby girl for a lifetime and LOLA is truly blessed to have had you as her daddy. You taught me more about love and life than life itself, we fought this war together. I am so proud of how hard you fought! Heaven is a better place because of you. You were larger then life with love and an ANGEL YOU WERE AND WILL ALWAYS BE. God bless my sweet boy - my QUAN I LOVE YOU , MAMA XOXO♥♥♥
Forever in our hearts. Forever loved. Megan Lauren 2/23/80-3/8/11. Love, Mom, Dad and Kyle
My beloved daughter Kerri Hedding 9/25/89 to 2/9/2014. Always in my heart and forever on my mind.
Christine Hedding
My one and only sibling, Carlos Ramos, passed away to a heroin and Percocet overdose. My mom found my brother unconscious. Although 911 was called he was pronounced dead. That day my life changed. He was a loving brother, son and uncle. R.I.P baby brother, you're gone but never forgotten.
Vimarie Prieto
Sadly missed, happily remembered. It didn't have to happen, but addiction isn't something we don't all overcome! We miss you: Sharon Carisse Wayne Grexton Bruce Davis Jimmy Blij
Weeum, it's been 5 years and I guess it's safe to say now that there will always be a piece missing from my heart that you took with you to the big guy upstairs. Many days I would rather be with you than down here. Hope with all of my everything that I'll see you again one day. I love you.
Timmy, I am so very very sorry.  I think I made just about every mistake in the book. I'm sorry, I did love you and I know you're at last at peace. Rosemarie
My son Nicholas died of a heroin overdose on March 2, 2012. His brother Joel wrote a song for Nicholas, his family, for others who have lost a loved one and anyone who is thinking of using one last time. The song is called Hello My Brother by Joel revised. It can be found on YouTube.
Michael Wenzel
Michelle Salamone - March 21,1975 to May 5, 2013. Forever 38. Love and miss you more than you'll ever know, Love, Mommy  
Maria Salamone
Thank you all for awareness day. Three months ago I lost the man I called soulmate, love and best friend. I wished I knew more about this demon drug, as I've learned now. I would have tried harder, I would have known better. I will hurt till the day I die, missing that most loving heart and immortal smile. Brian C always know you are so loved. Until we meet again my love sweet dreams
To my son James. I think of you all of the time. I miss you being here so tremendously. I hope you are at peace and watching over all of us. You were the best son a mother could ask for. I miss your enormous sense of humor, your giving and loving personality. I am so proud of you and the person you were here on earth. Fly on high dear angel.
For my Jimijam. You will always be my light. I miss your gorgeous smile, your contagious laugh, your bear hugs and the way you made me feel like I was the best Mom. I will die a little each day until we are together again!! You are my sunshine
In remembrance of John Szyler, originator of Any Positive Change as the definition of recovery and many other ingenious improvements in drug-related thinking. John overdosed on May 6, 1996 as he failed to take his precautions, which were so rare then. Now, in John's memory, for 18 years, Chicago Recovery Alliance has made naloxone available to people using, along with assistance in forming alliances for life to reduce overdose and its carnage. Thanks for all you gave us John and continue to RIP!
Dan Bigg
Robert Shimon Orban. Jul 30, 1979 - Jun 27, 2012. Queens, NY. Robert's zest for life was contagious and his sharp New York wit, although cutting at times, was always underlined with compassion and caring. A former pro hockey goalie, Robert loved his hometown New York Rangers. I'm sorry he felt as deeply as he did, for his acute awareness of his separation from God had him lean towards the solution that ultimately would be his undoing. Robert would help anyone and would rescue homeless animals on the streets. He just had a heart that was too big for this cruel world. RIP my good brother. He had New York coolness and an ability to make people laugh when no one else could make them. Him driving that souped-up BMW that he loved so much.
Mark Kinzly
Our son Zachary died on August 30, 2013 of a heroin overdose, while living in a very strict halfway house for addicts. He battled his demons for almost 10 years. When we were looking for a reading for his funeral, I came across this poem that said everything so well. I am including it here. I am free Don’t grieve for me, for now I’m free, I’m following paths God made for me I took his hand, I heard him call Then turned, and bid farewell to all I could not stay another day To laugh, to love, to sing, to play Tasks left undone must stay that way I found my peace, at close of play And if my parting left a void Then fill it with remembered joy A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss Ah yes, these things I too will miss. Be not burdened… deep with sorrow I wish you sunshine of tomorrow My life’s been full I’ve savored much Good friends, good times A loved one’s touch Perhaps my time seemed all too brief Don’t lengthen it now with grief Lift up your hearts and share with me, God wants me now… He set me free.
Elizabeth Berndt
In memory of my son Patrick Spencer, who died of a heroin overdose on 11/18/09. He was born on 10/06/85. Forever 24, forever in my heart. I'm serving a life sentence with no chance of parole. So save a life!  Don't wait till it's too late CALL 911
Jan Messer
On 8/8/2013 our loving son passed away from heroin overdose. He was at a friend's house who left him for hours as he thought he was asleep. Graeme Andrew Johnson was born 27/10/1984. Taken far too soon. We will always love and miss him. Rest in peace son. Love you loads xxxxx
Yvonne Johnson
Forever precious Kim.
JC Spruce
I lost my sweet son when he was 24 years old. My beautiful, kind, lovable, smart, funny boy was everybody's friend. I miss him so much I can hardly breathe. Austin Nicholas Barthen 02/26/1981 - 09/16/2005
Lesli Messinger
In memory of my late husband Jason William Nolan 9/03/1978 - 3/03/2011. Love you always, miss you terribly. Forever you will be my "diamond in the rough".
Tracy Nolan
For my true love and my children's father, Steven Wolfe. It has been two months to the day that God called you home and relieved your suffering here on earth. With you for 19 years, half of my life spent loving you. I miss you so desperately, Steve. I love you. Eternally.
Sarah Deitch
My beautiful son Joshua Aaron George, 9/24/83 - 12/3/11. He was a gentle soul and had a smile that lit up the room.  I miss him so much. Why oh why do we have so many passings from drug overdoses. It has to stop I love you Joshua now and forever - Mom
Rose George
Murray you are missed. You are remembered. xx
Alice Steel
My son, Levi Jason Butler. A beautiful soul. Love and miss him immensely.
Hillary Moyle
Anthony "Tony RED" Givens. Damn. There are few in our lives that when we are with them we never question if they have our backs and best interest at hand. The many dark and dangerous streets and abandoned buildings that we frequented in our work over the years never intimidated me when I was with you as I knew that you had my back as I had yours. Wish I could give you a hug and let you know that you're missed and that you made a big difference in many lives and the work that is being carried on today. Bad jokes, always trying to pick up women no matter where or when. His love of dance and his commitment to make things better. REST good brother.
Mark Kinzly
Max Broden Courtney 10/17/91-10/26/13. Forever 22. Loving son, father, brother, grandson, uncle, cousin and friend. "Love to the Max".
Angie Courtney
James (Jim) Erickson. Rest in peace. A loving fiance, daddy, son, brother, uncle, friend. Gone from our lives forever, but never gone from our hearts.
Monica Erickson
Jorge Luis Alverez, Feb 22, 1967 - May 13, 2013. New Haven, CT His infectious smile and how he welcomed people. His love for the Pinstriped boys of summer from the Bronx and playing golf with friends. Always a welcoming hand did he have for those especially with the allergy of addiction. He rewired many a house for people who needed the work done but could not afford it. It was one of his many ways of giving back what was freely given to him.He truly will never be alone again. May you Salsa with the best of them my friend. The bantering between those of us that love the Red Sox and hate his Yankees. Never cruel, always in fun. His welcoming touch.
Mark Kinzly
To my beautiful baby Sara, lost to me on June 9, 2013. I will miss and love you forever. Although your pain and struggling are over, I will carry you in my heart and soul forever. Love you, Mom
My son Christopher 9/27/84 - 9/15/10, may God rest his soul, would have been 30 this year. We all love him and miss him more than words can say. Gone but never forgotten xoxo
Debbie Norrod
To: Patrick This is a tribute to my wonderful son Patrick Holley who passed away 2-13-2010 from a heroin overdose. Patrick fought addiction as best he could, but lost his battle in the end. Patrick was the light in our lives, and now that light has gone out. He was the heart of our family and is missed very much and will always be loved. We all love you Patrick. We miss your smile, laugh, sarcasm and most of all your BIG heart! We wish you peace, joy, happiness, and most of all LOVE for you for all eternity. May the good Lord look after you and love you. I look forward to the day we are reunited. Love you, miss you much.
Momma, Dad, Erin, Maggie & Fiona
To: Sean Dunn (passed away on 23/12/06) I miss you dearly. I often think about the times we spent together. You are sadly missed. Love Annemarie
Annemarie Heally
To: Heath, Andy and Lisa Three great loves, three great lives. Never ever forgotten.
To: Davey Thinking of you always
To: Jason Thinking of you always
To: Tolly Thinking of you always
To: Benjamin Kennedy Cartwright Benny Boy you were the light of my life, and the heart and soul of all our family. Your father loved you and your siblings adored you. You were also the naughtiest little devil going around. In your short 23 years you crammed more into those years, than most people do in a lifetime. When you were at your "worst" you would play the piano for me to calm me down it worked every time. Your legacy to all of us was you made the sun shine brighter for all of us and the Frank Sinatra song "I Did it My Way" was your anthem and we played it at your funeral as well as "Benny and The Jets". The world lost a talented young man the day you died. Rest easy my darling boy my "Blonde Bombshell" Forever Young Your loving mother, father and siblings
Paula Cartwright
To: Mel In memory of a very beautiful friend who died in December last year. Melissa was a sweet & gentle soul, warm, generous & loving. She will always be in my heart as one of the nicest people I have ever had the privilege to know & love. Rest in peace Mel.
To: A.J. Miss you mate everyday Lotsa love xxxxxx
The St Kilda Crew
Maxie & Matt. More than twenty years have passed and we still think of you both. Love you and miss you.
Your Old School Mates
To: Matthew Cook
. Will always love you. 
You were a good friend always. 
Miss you forever.
Kylie Hale

To: Theo Manesis 
We love & miss you so much 
We know that God had other plans for you
 Thinking of you every day
Your Girls - Renee & Sherie xxx
Renee & Sherie
To: Dad
 I love you always
Your Lil Princess Sherie
To: Shaun O'Connor AKA UKNER
 As each day passes you are now only a memory, a memory of childhood holidays, fights, laughter, family outings and fun times.... and then times became hard for us growing up. Many horrible things happened and we all drifted apart. Then god brought you and I back together, I felt like a mother to you more than a sister, I took care of you, and I hope you feel as though I took very good care of you.
Then you were taken from me again, and this time for good. I miss you more and more as each day passes, you are constantly in my heart, thoughts and dreams. I know you are watching over me now as I have watched over you! I miss you little brother and you will always live on in my heart and thoughts! LONG LIVED THE GREATEST!
Love always, Sissy
To: Jeff Cullen 

For my son, Jeff Cullen, who died at 27 years of age of an accidental overdose after a period of 6 months of abstinence. He was kind, funny, loving, loyal, generous, and beautiful inside and out. He loved animals, and was always standing up for what he believed, and was there to help others in need. He was a natural athlete, loved to mix music and be with friends and family. He was an old soul, a wonderful human with a horrible disease. He is missed greatly by so very many. On August 5th, 2011, he will be gone 3 years. Sometimes it feels like yesterday, sometimes it feels like forever. The pain of his absence is always with me. His Dad and I are doing what we can to help change policy, attitudes and maybe save a life. We call this doing "Jeff's work" now since he is no longer here. He was one who truly lit up the room with his smile, his laugh. He was humble and ever so sensitive and perceptive. I will never stop missing him and loving him. That invisible cord that connects mother to child is strong and I believe it is what keeps me going. I love you Jeff....beyond words. Mom   
To: Nick "Munch" Mata 6/18/87 - 5/14/10 
Nick we miss your face, your laugh, and your hugs. We are forever changed and for the better, this we owe you. The 22 years you spent with us, you taught us to love and cherish every day. It's been 15 months as of 5/14/2011 and it still feels like yesterday when we received the worse phone call ever. Our hearts hurt everyday but the only belief that keeps us going, is knowing nothing can hurt you now. That you are riding dirt bikes and cruising the river on your boat. That you are truly happy and free. We love you more than words can define. I carry your heart. 
Ang and Anthony
To: Allen
For my son Scott Allen Reece. He died of an overdose on August 5th of 2010. My son was the most loving, kind, considerate young man you would ever know. He was our life, You think your life changes when you bring a child into the world. Well try having one go out of the world. Talk about changes. I always thought I gave my son life, he actually gave me life. I have not missed one day of crying my eyes out for my son even why he had his disease, he still was one of the most considerate young men so full of life and love, so worried about hurting his mom and dad, trying to get clean for us. He walked in my home with that great big smile as well as my heart, Please God end this horrible nightmare so no one suffers like we parents do. My life will never be the same again, I died that day also but have to try and survive for the others , I do not want to, I struggle each and every day to live without my Handsome Son, It’s so unfair. You are so missed. It is painful son... 
To: Andrew For my son Andrew Lee Lamp. My son Andy died May 25th 2011 of a drug overdose. My life as I knew it ended that day. Andy was an addict. He fought so hard to overcome his addiction. He just couldn't do it. he was so smart and witty. Andy could name almost every type of tree there was just by looking at it. I mean really, who can do that? On March 9th 2011 Andy did the most courageous thing he had ever done in his life. He gave me his two boys to raise. He knew he and their mom could not take care of them. I am proud to be his mother. Andy your boys are wonderful and they talk about you every day. They love you more than you could ever know, confident that you are out there looking after them. They are strong and brave. I will never let them forget you. I love you precious son.
To My Brother Fil (Bondi Sydney) Deepest respect Brother, miss you more than you know - that laugh can never be replaced Bro. RIP my Brother.
To Devina My prayers are always with you. Missing you so much, remembering all the times we shared and had so much fun. But it ended so tragically - I wish you could have just asked me for help to find you like that in the bathroom. I just wish I could go back - you died alone but you are not alone - I always think or do the things we used to. RIP D luv you always.
To Ed It’s been 10 years but we still think of you - from all your friends.
To Piri: The folk who seem happy And those who seem bright With smiles on their faces And feet that are light Art not always those That have lived in the sun But those who faced darkness Fought it and won Miss you around - miss your light feet and smile.
To: Donna Mitchell What a waste.
Matt Jordan
To: Dano Australia Day will never be the same.
To: Tracey You had a good heart and were always kind to people. You always made me laugh when I was miserable. We will miss you heaps
To: Thomas McLeod Brock I have another daughter and still the same strong wife, someone that I will love for this and my next life. We didn't know you'd left us for another place and we still don't know if you chose to quit the human race. You were my friend and as close as a brother I guess. We did things our way and made quite a mess. Surrounded by daughters, sisters and wives who tried to help us all through our lives and now that I am reaching into my own twighlight. We both know that parents are right!
Bob & the girls
To: Kylie You were a good friend towards me - we understood one another. Even though you are not here I still celebrate your birthday. The thing I miss the most is having someone good to speak to like you. I'm still hurting inside thinking of good times we had together.
Cherryl Dunleavy
To:Dione I have been missing you quite dearly because we did a lot of great things-went to school together, movies etc. but there is one thing I will never forget is you were always saying to believe in everything you do and don't let anyone tell you otherwise.
To:Tracey (from the Regal) & Cheeky (Gatwick) It was nice to see you everyday Tracey. I was really shocked, not to mention upset, to hear the news that you were found dead. You were so lively and will be sadly missed, Im sure.' RIP . And you Cheeky, just wish we could have known you longer. People need to know not to fool around with drugs. Know your limits or don't bother using.
Nicole Delaney
To: Glenn Harvey Miss you every day love - wish you were still here.
To: Tracey Take care and hope you are in a better place. Miss you - wish you were here - one day we will meet again.
To: My darling sister I miss you every day and so too do all your friends in St Kilda - you are always in our hearts and conversations - Rest in peace.
Your loving brother AJ – Andrew Crook
To: My Sister Every step I take, every breath I make I'll be missing you - in my heart forever
To: Kelly Wayne Kelly will always be in our hearts, may she shine on. Love you Wayne Alan
Alan Drysdale
To: My little brother We started our physical journey through life together and now I have to walk alone. I know that you are with me spiritual. I hope you finally have the peace and rest your soul needed. I love you.
Your sister
To: Seamus Finnigan Miss you every day
Sam Blois
To: James Never forget you and our friendship
To: Davey Thinking of you always.
To: John Never forget you and our friends
To: Pat You always believed in Angels Now you fly with them I wish I could have understood you more
Your LIttle Sister
To: My Son Jeremy A place to Rest and Shelter for your soul has been found in your most favourite place in the world above the cloud line at the top of a run listening to the music from the lifts below now and for eternity Love you forever
Your Mum
To: All We often swim in the unknown waters of drug use that’s why we need to educate ourselves in the substances we inject My heart goes out to all those in the waters of addiction and have fallen prey to the sea of monsters
Fred Tori
To: Lee Anne Brown To a great friend and mate You should of never been taken from us but the lord wanted you way too soon Thinking of you each day Love always Your mate Roseanne
Roseanne Hughes
To: Kevin Thinking of you always
To: Kylie Thinking of you always
To: Timothy Thinking of you always
To Bailey Rhea November 24,1982 - January 7, 2009 - My first born, I think of you everyday and miss you even more as the time passes. You left behind 2 precious little boys (one in which you never got to meet) and a broken heart for me. I will always keep your memory alive and never let you be forgotten. I now know that you are in a peaceful place that has no struggles, pain, sicknesses, and evilness. You are in Heaven and are now my Angel and you can live peacefully. Until we meet again my son, I will always love you and the void in my heart will one day be filled again when we do reunite. We love and miss you my son - Love Mom
Donna Johnson
Dear York, Hope you are doing well looking down on us all struggling with our petty everyday lives. Somehow you always managed to lift us out of our gloom and make us happy. Your spark for life still lingers with us every day, and thinking of your bright smile and upbeat attitude still puts a smile on our face, like you used to do to everyone else. Your dad came and we gave him your belongings. It was amazing. One minute not a cloud in the sky, then as soon as he entered your room it poured. Thinking of you always our dear friend. Remember not to forget the doughnuts! Love always, Chris and Carley
Chris and Carley
In honor of my only son, Josef (Joey) Feguer 3/8/84- 4/3/2010. Died in his sleep from an accidental overdose. The world lost an amazing man, heart so big, smile so infectious, and those blue blue eyes I can still see when I close my eyes. In your short life, you lived wild, loved deeply, passion for your your death, you brought awareness to those around you who decided to stop the drugs once and for all. We will be together soon my son. Until then, I long to hear the words I loved the most, "I love you Ma!"
Disa Prudden
The day I (nearly) died was the day I decided to live again we remeber all my friends who have fallen and I FIGHT ON FOR ALL YOU WHOM I LOVED I miss you all each day but know you are in a better place the twenty minutes I died I felt true piece and the true meaning of life I was always searching to get high enough to touch God until the one day I did it was the most beautiful experience but I begged to come home to finish my journey to change things for the better addicts are people too. We struggle everyday to stay clean but its not an easy fight we love just as much as anyone and hurt and bleed the same as you or I ... and for all out there we need to stand together to make this world easier to save lives to make the politicial mindfield work for us We need Doctors to prescribe Drugs that work!!! We need more rehabs for those who are ready, we need more Doctors prescribing treatment for those who choose and we need support from our family and friends to help us get the rights to fight to live please stand behind us all we don't need to lose another Mother, Father, Child or Brother!!! My love goes out to those we have lost in this fight for Rights to be heard and not to give in to the shame ...we should not be hiding in the shadows thats how people get lost
Hope at NUAA
For my soul mate, true love, best friend, and husband. Dave passed away from an Accidental Combined Drug Overdose on January 22, 2012. Dave, you are the light of my life, and my rock. I miss you so much. You are the most amazing man I have ever had the privilage of knowing. You were the most loving, caring, compassionate, understanding, thoughtful, and most unselfish, and many, many more things. I wish that I could turn the clock back and change things. I would do things so differently. You are all I can think about. I miss hearing your sweet voice, seeing your warm smile, feeling your arms around me, and feeling your gentle kiss. As each day passes that I am without you, I feel like the pain is getting worse. I need you. I need the support and compassion that you always gave me right now. I love you and miss you with all my heart and soul, and will forever.
Laura Spencer
You are he greatest son a mother could ever ask for. Twnety-five (25) years was not enough time. When you left a very big part of my heart went with you my beautiful son, but you are free now. No more does the sorrows of life hurt you. I will love and miss you till I take my last breath. Christopher Charles Dinwiddie you are my heart and I am honored to be your mom. I love you.
Larae koerber
This is not a tribute I have a son using herion not a day goes by that I cry for him to stop. I have tried everything to help him stop. I even sent him away to live with someone else all I can do now is pray it stops here before I get that call that he's gone. I'm just a mother in pain.
lost in illinois
You were much loved & you are much missed Johhny Smoke.
Lock key
To my sweet boy, Dillon Luke Millwood, who died from an accidental drug overdose on August 15th, 2011. I miss you more than words can describe. As long as there is breath in my body, you will never be forgotten and I will dedicate myself to serving your memory and trying to help others who struggle with addiction. I love you so much. If I could have taken your place I would have gladly done so. I miss your smile, your laughter, and your incredible sense of humor. Most of all, I just miss hearing you say "Moma, I love you." You will always be in my heart. I will always love you and will never forget. <3
To my dearest Cameron lost to us on March 11th 2009. I miss you very very much and have done everything I can to make sure the loss of you was not in vain. I know you never wanted to go out that way and I wish every day that I could have stopped it. I hope you are looking down on us as we look up for you. x
Michael Gentle,kind and loving. Quiet and unassuming. Cheeky grin on his face when something tickled him Intelligent,focused,computer programmer, Musician but most of all loving son,brother,grandson, nephew and cousin. TOO YOUNG TO DIE ALWAYS LOVED mum,dad,chris and marie
Helena Wong
Please let me tell you about my son. His name is Adam Roland Hebert he was born June 12 1989 and died October 18, 2011 of a heroin overdose. Adam grew up like any other kid in a small community he had many friends and played sports. He was a hockey player and I loved going to every game and every practice. Adam did well in school it came easy to him. He was one of the loves of my life. He was my oldest and very special loving caring person. So then how did this happen? I couldn't tell you. I ask myself that everyday. When he became a teenager he changed started smoking pot and was getting into trouble with the police. He had been in and out of detention centers from the time he was 14 until he was 18. At that point it seemed he understood and he seemed to have cleaned up his act wasn't in trouble anymore and was growing up. About nine months before he died I found out he was using heroin, I was heart broken I tried everything I could to get him help over those nine months. I even went as far as going to the courts and had him committed to a rehab facility. A lot of good that did, they let him out after only 12 days. Adam was dead 5 days later. My world ended that day, finding my baby, cold and lifeless. I wish you knew how much you were loved I wish you didn't give up on yourself. I am telling his story because I want it heard I want everyone to know how this destorys families, I also want someone who is struggling to read this and know that you are loved by many and don't give up on yourself. So for my tribute to my son Adam I am reaching out to let you know we care. We all care. I am a mother of an addict who lost his life and I still and will forever love him. Love You Adam Mom
Carrie Butland
In remembrance of my son Yusef Kallab who lost his life to an overdose September 5, 2009. Yusef was prescribed Oxycontin for pain and very quickly became addicted. When Oxycontin became too expensive he switched to heroin, which was cheaper. I think of him every day.
Yusef’s Mom
Jason is missed every moment of every day since he passed on September 9, 2008 from an accidental heroin overdose. Jason had been sober for 8 months when he gave into his urge and lost.He lost his life and we lost him. Life will never be the same without you son. We are grateful he left behind a beautiful daughter the love of his life but I am so sad she will not grow up with her Daddy.We miss your laughter and smile the most.
Jason’s Mom
In remembrance of my son, Mark Jeremy Susong, 6/5/90- 2/10/12. He lost his life to heroin. He will be remembered by us for much more than how he died. We loved him dearly, and still do. We'll miss him forever, but will never forget him.
Jill Susong
To: Kristopher A battle too hard to win. We loved you regardless and lived in hope the day would come where peace would be your friend. So many new adventures to have - we all love you past the dark and miss your beyond... listening to you . Love Mum xxxxxxxxx
Marg, Jaimie, Tezz, Taylor
To: Tony The pain of losing you this year has not lessened, but, every day without you is another day closer to being with you again, for all eternity. You touched our lives and our hearts and though we only had you here with us for 32 years you are a part of who we are forever more. I love you Tony.
Your Sister Brigitte
To: Aloma I always think of my brother at family gatherings, birthdays, warmly looking at his children too. I recently got a big photo of my brother. There are days when I cry for him - he is always in my thoughts.
To: Aunty Mary Since that day has past I wonder how long I will last U were an occasional user Where I am an abuser U should not have been taken But that was the day I was awaken.
To: Phyllis Trifitt (Phil) It's been 13 years but I still miss my best mate in the world. I miss our run amock times and those whirlwind days of purple haze kinda stuff - when I get to heaven I will find you and we will go mushie picking. Love always - Hel.
Helen Woods
To: Frog To the man who changed my life still to this day. I was asleep and blind and you woke me up and made me see - wish you were still with us in body but will always be with us in mind and spirit.
Rachel & Dylan
To: My Bab Nathan Chalkley = Still waiting for it to become easier honey. Sad that I didn't get to say goodbye and to tell you that I love you more than anything. I pray that you're at peace and you have overcome your demons. Hope you realise what you left behind. All for the sake of a few minutes of peace that I will never understand. You not only left me behind but you left your two beautiful children behind who miss you more than anything, especially your son Jarrad, who is so much like you and finding it hard to live without you in his life. I will do everything in my power to make his life and Emma's as happy & normal as possible. I am sure that is what you would have wanted for them. All our love Katrina, Jarrad & Emma Chalkley.
Katrina Jarrad & Emma Chalkley
To: Jarrad My baby boy I hope you are pain free whereever you may be. If I had one more day I would tell you how much I miss you since you were taken away. It hurts baby. I try not to cry but it hurts. I hope you are being looked after. I love you and miss you like crazy. I love you now and forever. I love you Jarrad.
To: My Mate Think of ya every time I have a whack. Would like to have some for ya but don't - want to end up like ya so I just think how you would enjoy it and enjoy it for ya.
My Mate
To: Thomas John Kotowski Why did you sacrifice your life for a few minutes of harmonious heaven? Why indulge in this devil’s blood - it had you hypnotized Why did you let it turn you into a zombie that can't awake to see the stranger you became? Why didn't you break free from the hold this pleasure has on you? Why didn't you acknowledge the people who loved and cared? Why didn't you open your eyes and see the death sentence you had signed? We can never bring you back from the devil’s hands but we will always love you.
Sally, Billie & Andrew
To: Streetharts Thank you.
Little Cindy
To: The Booth Family Mr Booth both your sons deserved so much more out of life, not to die on the end of a needle. I wish all the luck in the world. Stoney
Andrew M Stone
To: All families left in grief through the loss of loved ones It has been 10 years and I am sad to say I remember the day you passed away I feel myself break down now and then I needed you around for guidance my friend Oh how I wish you were here my bro Cause I am lost out here nowhere to go I see you in my dreams you are always there I wake up hater all stuffed up and that is not fair Oh how I wish you were here and not there Don't know why you had to go I love ya always my dear bro. In memory of Paul J Mudge
To: My little brother Ash It has not been a year yet and my heart is filled with pain, I talk to you often, I wish you could do the same. One day we will meet again and we will talk about this pain. Love your Sister x
To Simone I will always remember your warmth, openness and your love for your brother, husband and dogs.
To Mum Missing you - lots of love and God Bless - please watch over your grandson Joshua.
To Donna In memory of a bright spark who always battled against the odds - you will be missed.
Mary Anne
To Terry Radnidge Thinking of you mate - 30 years later - God Bless.
Terry Hawkins
To Adam I see our son Marc I see you Looking at me very cheekily You are so loved The little genius lives on Through the talent of our son Our creation - your beautiful man Adam tattooed on my back Many questions about shacky’s shack My name and body on your arm Very proud that art lives on I know you are with me As a flea just jumped on thee Never gone. Flee
Flee (Carolyn-Jane)
To Steven I remember you and you were a good friend.
To Shane Goodfellow You’re a strong man who always stuck by his guns. Close mates with my father who died three months ago. My Father always spoke with respect towards you because you were one of a kind and my Dad was one of a kind too. Both rest in peace - God is in good hands taking care of you both. God bless you both - I miss you - I love you very much.
Lana Pettiford
Robby Nunes, 7/17/81-4/16/01, accidental heroin and cocaine overdose after 7 months of sobriety. Your family and friends miss you so much. My heart is forever broken and I will miss you until I draw my last breath. I am always your loving mom. I miss my kid.
Sandi Daoust
In memory of my son, Tim Steil, who lost his battle at the age of 19 on July 2, 2011..Always remembered, never forgotten..not a day goes by that I don't wish you were still here with us..We miss you so much.
Katie Steil
To: My Son Quentin, died from a accidental overdose, 27 years old died on March 23, 2010. The best son ever...missed so much and loved forever. See you in heaven dear heart! Moms
Kathy Smith
In honor of my sweet son in law Ryan, who lost his battle in June, 2012 leaving behind his wife, baby, and 4 year old stepdaughter. Ryan, you are dearly missed and so, so loved. If I could bring you back for Kristyn, I surely would in an instant. Shine down on them, please?
Sean Patrick you will never be forgotten nor shall your passing be in vain. You were taken from from us at the tender age of 18 on 11/11/07 by the demon called heroin. Many have realized the dangers of drug use since your passing and I will continue to keep the torch going to help in educating in hopes of saving lives to this horrible disease. Love Mom and Dad
John and Jill Kelly
Funny Jim kept us laughing and seeing the world with clear blue green eyes. Overdose took him after 22 years of battling the disease of addiction in March, 2003. Today he inspires us in so many ways as we strive to help others - those who also wrestle this disease and those who love them. Jim, you are my guiding star; my hope and my dreams come true in ways I could not have imagined when you died. You live in my heart and still offer inspiration in ways you and I could not have predicted. Keep us moving forward in your honor and for your uncle Bill and niece, Amanda, also lost to the disease of addiction. Love, Mom
Barbara Allen
I lost my only son Richard J. Yaskolka on June 24,2010 due to an accidental drug overdose..Our lives will never be the same..the heartache that no one understands unless they have walked in our shoes...our children are not supposed to go before us...I believe that God took our son home to end the pain and suffering he was enduring..he was clean for 6 weeks and decided to try one more time...well the one more time killed him...I miss my son so very much every minute of every day..people say you have to move on...well it's not possible to move on without your child..I love you Richie and will love you forever and ever..until we meet again...Love, Mom xoxoxo
In loving memory of my precious son, Ryan Scott Koch. God took you home when you called out to Him. I am forever missing you and loving you more each day. I will be with you when God brings me home to you. Until that glorious day, you will stay in my heart always. I Love you so much, Ryan. Forever, Mom
tina koch
I miss you Joshua. There is a part of me with you, and a part of you with me forever. I think of you every day. I only wish I could have found a way to help you. I wish I had understood the pain you were in. I wish our last words on this earth were different. I love you with all of my heart. I know that you are safe and with Jesus. I know you are the warrior you always wanted to be. I know that I will see you again. Until then I will continue to miss you every single minute. All my love til the end, Mama
Dawn Oakwood
On March 4th 2011 my life changed for ever. I lost the one thing in my life no one could take from me. I lost my daughter Amanda Courington Paul. (ALABAMA) After 8 overdoses and I realize I was an enabler. I just could not stand to see my baby sick. I detoxed her, turned her in to police, wiped her tears all to try to save her life. The times I sat in the halls of the emergency room ALONE praying God would spare my daughter. Not this time God PLEASE I would say. Amanda went to Boot Camp graduated with her G.E.D. Was going to make a difference. Heroin was to strong. HEROIN WON. I miss you baby girl. You come to me in my dreams. I check on you through Mediums. You are happy. You found your place in Gods arms. I am very stingy though I miss you and took you the way you were God thought he could do better then me. I will see you one day, I have your children to remind me of you and many memories I just wish I could of saved you. Love, Mommy
Linda Williams
Winning The Fight will be honoring those that have lost, and those that have lived through a drug overdose. Never when we brought you home from the hospital Brett, would I have ever thought you would have left us so early because of drugs. We miss you so very much. Our lives have this huge hole. Everyday we get up and carry on with our lives, but there is always that deep sadness of you not being here. Please continue to watch over us and all the important people in our lives. Our goal now is to save as many lives as possible. Need your help with that. With all my love, Mom
Kathy O’Keefe
We miss you our dear Melissa who passed away on Aug.31,2009. Love, Your family, and friends.
Cindy Shattuck
My sweet Will, my life changed forever the day your heart stopped beating. I miss you so much, not a minute goes by that I don't think of you. I can't believe that an accidental overdose took you away from us forever. I love you my son, Mom
Your Mom
In loving memory of my precious daughter, Jennifer Reynolds- Died 1.15.2009 at age 29 of an accidental drug overdose Website: Good bye- All to soon you are gone no time to say I love you so I miss your smile and even the tears We used to share both in those roller coaster years We tried to get it right we tried many times To ease your pain we searched in vain It was two steps forward and one step back The same old problem kept coming back We got to point A and even point B Then came the test for you to be free It seemed no matter how hard we tried This painful oppression blurred by depression Became the same cycle and try as we did With all our might We could not keep The darkest of night to depart from our life The days turned to months the months turned to years All we have now is regrets and tears I ask God, “why” did you have to die? All I hear is a silent reply I have memories I have tears Most of all, though I have no more years No more tomorrows to hug away your fears No more chances to say “you’re gonna make it” You memory is alive In all our hearts I keep my chin up With tears running down my cheeks Goodbye precious Jen Until we meet again… I love you, Mom
Mom and family
To our gorgeous brother Trevor, It was 20 years this year since we lost you to an accidental overdose. I keep you close to my heart and I will never forget you. xox
To My Ritter, (Christopher Michael 06/03/1987 to 5/2/2010 I will miss you forever my beautiful Grandson. I am so sorry I couldn't help you no matter how hard I tried. 22 years was not long enough to have you. love and miss you GMA
Dear Bree I hope that next time round things are better for you. I remember every year.
Dear Tony, We only knew you for a short time, but you soon became one of our closest friends. You were an integral part of our small community, touching all with your spirit and the way you faced lifes adversities. If only someone knew you were lying there in need, holding on to life stubornly in true Tony style right to the very end. Your death touched everyone in town deeply and no-one will ever be able to fill your shoe. It's always the good ones. Love always, C and C
Chris and Carley
More than 800 drug related overdose deaths in 2011 are enough. Support the Overdose Awareness Day
Dominic who passed away at the tender age of 23 in April of 2008 from heroin and prescription anxiety medication. We hope you are finally at peace. I look for signs from you everywhere and will continue to try to make contact with you until I reach the other side too. We're not the same since you left us. Our hearts are broken. You have left a huge void in this family. We miss you sweetheart more than words can say. xo Mom,Dad and Lex
Fran Ciabattoni
TO MY BEAUTIFUL SON NATE ....On Sept 20th 2008 I lost my only child ( Naythan Anthony Kenney ) he was my love , my life and my best friend, my life has NEVER been the same ....I promise you Nate that I will take good care of your son Mason Dean and I will NEVER give up on loving and waiting to be with your son, my grandson Nolan Dex Kenney, no matter if I have to wait with open arms for the rest of my life, I will pray that his mother will let me see him once again and that she will come around and do the right thing and let Nolan see our family who loves him dearly, it has been 4 years sense I last saw Nolan when you passed away. I will pray for Katherine, and hope that some day she will DO THE RIGHT THING and let our family be apart of his life once again. Nolan needs all of us and I know that you would want us to all be together again .I LOVE YOU MY DARLING SON AND I AM WAITING FOR THE DAY THAT WE WILL BE TOGETHER AGAIN UP IN HEAVEN ..Mason is the picture of you Nate you would of been so proud...He is a mini Nate. I will make sure that Charlie your best friend will ALWAYS be apart of Masons life , I know how important that is to you . RIP my beauty and mama will see you soon ..I LOVE YOU SO MUCH...MAMA ALWAYS and FOREVER OXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOX
Verlene Crawford
I lost my beloved first-born son, Mitchell Craig Fleitman, born on April 15, 1988 and passed away at age 22 on June 11, 2010 from an accidental drug overdose (heroin). I found him and will never be the same again. Mitch left behind a mother, a father, and three younger brothers and also a grandmother and many aunts, uncles, cousins,and friends. Mitch loved and played hockey,and also enjoyed spending time listening to music and hanging with his friends. He was interested in auto mechanics and fast cars. He was kind to his friends and stood up for others when they were bullied, as he himself was also bullied so he understood. Our hearts are broken forever. We miss you dearly, my son. I'll love you for always...forever my baby you'll be. Missing you forever in my life.
Margie Fleitman, your forever mom
My only son died 10-08-2003 from a prescription drug overdose. I miss him so much, he was my baby.
Sharon Acosta
My son Salvatore Marchese died on September 23, 2010 from an accidental heroin overdose. Sal was an amazing son, brother and father - a beautiful soul who will forever be remembered and loved.
Patty DiReno
I have lost many people throughout my life to heroin, which has lead to overdose or suicide. I was lucky I came back the times I overdosed and now do not use and help others who do. To all my friends I have lost over the years, you are all missed deeply and never forgotten. I miss you Snappy. You left us with a deliberate heroin overdose to end your life. Many tears are still shed for you even though it's been 14 years. Dread and Dan you are missed by many. So many friends gone. You will never be forgotten. Love always and forever. Your friend M
To my dear son. I miss you really bad. I am so sorry you chose that life. You have been gone since April 30th 2007. I love you Charles.
Tina Jenkins
Anthony Perkins #7 My son died from an accidental drug overdose due to Methadone on 4-21-2004. I will forever love and miss you here on this earth but I look forward to seeing you in Heaven. Your spirit continues to inspire me. This road I travel called grief is such a hard one. I miss what should have been....You here with me. Love, mom
lisa duncan
Anthony Harting, December 28, 1981 to June 10, 2010. My son died in his bed at home from a heroine overdose, his children are missing a wonderful father. My child I miss you more, if the days were longer I would miss you even more. With neverending love for my boy. Ma.
Emanuela Harting
I know you never meant to leave us, our beautiful Vallie girl. Your heart was way too big for this world and now you fly with the angels. I love you and miss you beyond measure. We will see you again. Valerie Nicole Moore 8-7-88/4-28-08
To: Kim Kim Mitchell died of a drug overdose on April 26th 2011. She was 20 years old and we miss her more than words can say. Kim also suffered from an eating disorder and depression and we believe she was self medicating since the doctors just couldn't get it right. She was a great softball player and she managed the store where she worked and was loved by all. May God watch over you and us and may justice be done. Love Always, Mom, Dad, and brother Brian
Ann, Joe and Brian Mitchell
To my only child, my precious daughter Marti LoMonaco born 4/16/62 - left this earth on 11/3/09 at the age of 47 due to an accidental overdose of prescription drugs that she was addicted to. Many hearts were shattered the day you left with the angels. I will never be the same, I will miss you until the day we are together again. You will live forever in my heart and as long as I am on this earth I will keep your memory alive. The world must never forget you were here.
Mickey Fisher
This for my nephew Justin "JD" Carter who passed away June 18, 2011, RIP you are truly missed and loved!!!
Gwen Reynolds
For our son Justin Dale (JD) Carter. 7/17/1983-6/18/2011, died from a Cocaine Overdose. We love and miss you so much. We know one day we will "SEE YOU ON THE OTHER SIDE".
To Josh Graves, my beloved grandson who died March 19 2011 age 21 from a prescription pill and alcohol. We love you and miss you every single day big buddy. 'Til we meet again. xoxoxoxoxo From Grammy and Pop
Gerri Scott
In loving memory of my beautiful boy, Tyler William Anderson. Tyler died from an accidental overdose of heroin on February 4, 2012. He was only 23 years old. Our lives will never be the same. We miss you every single day. We will love you forever. We will see you in heaven. I love you my precious boy. Love, Mama
Debbie Anderson
To my uncle Pete, I am sad so very sad that you died alone, so young, your future taken from you. I am sad, so very sad that my cousin lost his dad. I am sad so very sad that my nan grieved in silence. I am sad so very sad that your sisters, brother and parents lost your future too. Your niece, Emma
In loving remembrance of Ian Murphy Mitchard. We loved him well, he was our joy. 9/21/1979 - 9/24/2007
Marilee Murphy Odendahl
To Drew- my blue eyed teddy bear. You know how much you are missed. I didn't realize how much a heart could hurt, until 26 June 07--- Forever and Always ---Mom
Debby Wood
Wayne, you are my world. Always were and always will be. I miss you more than words could ever say. I will be with you again...I love you. One Love. 1/14/85 ~ 4/1/11
this is for my big sister and brother, whom both died from overdosing. Remember you did not die in vain. I love and miss you everyday. until we meet again, love you both
sherry mclaughlin
My Dearest Barry, My first born child, with so many nicknames :); Ninja Barry, Big B. Bear. On Feb.2, 2011 my heart was shattered forever. You fought the Fight of Dual Diagnosis with dignity and integrity. You battled the Double Stigma ( Mental Illness, and Addiction ); you taught me, "your Ma" so very much. We lost you on a day a huge blizzard had just passed through our community. Your life was a storm and you left with a storm...It was all so Very Barry. It was your 4th and final Heroin overdose, and you always said your life was like the movie "Groundhogs Day" and ironically you left this cruel world you battled with, On Groundhogs Day! Thats something I have always wanted to say to you honey," This Groundhogs Day, its not the same Honey. This one, you went home to Yahweh, your greatest Love, your Best Friend". I lost my best friend that day, and I long to hold you and hear your voice...I will Miss You with All My Heart, Until...We Meet Again My Precious Son. R.I.P. Barrett K. Falzone 9/17/85-2/2/11 Here is a quote from Barry, I found on a small piece of paper in his belongings....." To spend Eternity Praising Your Name would be Sweet Bliss compared to spending eternity on my own Hopes and Wishes " Barry's Bible was 4 ft. from his body when we found him. A Beautiful Soul, returned to a place of peace and love that he never experienced here on earth... I Love You Baby...ALWAYS !!
Barry’s ” Ma “
Life was cut just too short for all the friends I have loved and lost. Gone but not forgotten. From Herion to HIV and quite a few from HCV National Allliance for Medication Assisted Recovery NAMA R of Florida END THE DRUG WAR Nanette
A co- worker, a class mate, an inspiring person. To think of the story I never got to hear. You were strong and clean for years and reached your long term goal, then somewhere down the track you lost your way with no help from the media you then left the world behind. I hope you are at peace now but know you are thought off daily. To those you touched and to the clients you helped RIP Dan the Man. XOOXO CR
Dear Richie, George and Ryan, Always in my heart and will never be forgotten xxxx Liz
To: Samantha Vincent My it's been sooo long. Really miss you and know, you're still with me.
Alana Lacey
Michael Patrick Duffy 8/8/87--10/28/08 After 11 months of sobriety, Michael died from an overdose of OxyContin. Missed every day by his Dad and I and his sisters, brother, niece and nephew. He was a funny guy who loved his family dearly, which includes his dogs.
Patty Duffy
Brian, there aren't enough words to ever explain how much I miss you. Somehow, time passes, days become years and I am still here. I hope you are near and that you see how many Mothers I have helped in your honor. That and of course your baby brother are what help me go on. I will love and miss you forever. Love, Mom
Janet (Mom)
To my Beauty, Nicole Monique Willens passed on February 27, 2012. Tomorrow it will be 6 months and my heart is so broken. I actually feel it is hard to breath since you are gone. My beauty Queen I miss you so much. I miss everything about you. I miss you baby.
Carol Roane
To my cousin Alex- We fought that battle together I truly thought one day we would think back on our crazy days and think about how stupid we were. I miss you. I can't believe it ended like that the tears don't wash away the pain your mom and dad are numb but the thoughts of you not being in pain is what gets them through the night. I miss you and will never stop loving you. Your sisters are doing so well I know they miss you. Enjoy your life in heaven since you were in misery down here. I'll always love you. You keep me strong and for that I love you.
amy Rudnitskas
To Chris Crompton, a beautiful young man who we knew all of his life. Son of our best friends Allan and Nina Crompton. He was a shining light who somehow became trapped by an insidious darkness which took him from us. Chris will be loved and remembered always. John and Vicki Sampson.
John and Vicki Sampson
Uncle Rob, Even though you're gone, I will hold the memories you left me with dear. My fondest: when we lived in the small two bedroom house and you would make me and my sisters breakfast... Flipping pancakes high into the air. I recall when one hit the ceiling, you scrambled to scrape it off before my mom got home from work. I will remember you at these times, the happy ones. Now that I am older, I realize there was a sadness and a pain that took you prematurely from the ones that loved you most. We all love(d) you. I loved you, but I hate the choices that you made. I hope that your pain has finally subsided. I hope you have found peace and that some day I find peace with your passing.
Your loving niece, Jamie
Mikhaila Camille Throop (aka baby girl, Misha, Mimi) born 8 June 1993 died 7 May 2012, 1 month shy of her 19th birthday. She was my niece, my friend, the little sister I never had, a sister to two, the firstborn, a savior to her mom, and a friend to many. She will never leave our memories or our hearts. I love you Misha - forever and ever. Come visit us in our dreams again sweetheart. xoxo
Auntie Esther
My 1st born, Mikhaila Throop was out with her friends all day; high. Mish went to 'hang out' at Corey's house where she was given an abundance of lethal doses of cocaine, opana, ambien, and xanex. Mish felt sick, she got dropped off at home, then they told her to go to sleep; she died 6 hours later after I tried texting her roommates all night who said 'she was fine'. Mish has touched the lives of so many if you knew her, you were fortunate to have at least the opportunity of knowing your best friend. Mish has touched more lives after death; from the nurses at the hospital to the funeral director, to many more on our blog for her on Fb "Rest Easy Misha". Her father and I are trying to reach, help, bring awareness to as many as we can help or need someone to listen to... She had siblings that didn't get to say goodbye,a father that she never met nor could he say hello, a mother that is in constant pain that has lost the greatest thing she has ever created and friends....friends that are still abusing drugs...please remember her and so many others that have lost this battle. I LOVE YOU MIMI .....Until he calls your name
Sarah Lemieux
Daniel Richard Suey, our almost 15 years together were the BEST and WORST years of my life. I lost you on December 8th, 2011, 10 days after your 38th birthday. I miss you so much EVERY SINGLE DAY! You have given me a second chance at life. I stopped using the day you died, almost 9 months clean now, and a whole new HEALTHY LIFE ahead of me. Daniel thankyou so much. I will love you forever. Love always, Razza xxxx
To my son Donald John Kinsler...passed away Feb 27,2010, accidental heroin overdose. I miss you sooo much, think of you constantly everyday, your friends miss you. You'll never know what a positive impact you had on people. I heard so many wonderful stories from your friends and acquaintances. You are so loved and missed by everyone! I started "Stop Overdose Now (S.O.N.) in your memory. Until I can tell you myself always know "I love You"!!! MOM
Pam Moloci
Scott, you are the light in our lives. Scott lost his life to heroin at the age of thirty. We all miss you dearly and talk about you often. The stories we tell always make us smile because you were such a blessing. I think about you every day and know that you are in a better place and at peace. Your fight with the disease of addiction is over and your pain is gone. This thought is what helps us through our day. Miss and Love YOU!!
Your Mom, Sister & Children
Missing our first-born son, Mitchell Craig, born April 15, 1988, whom we lost to a heroin overdose on June 11, 2010. Forever 22!! We will forever miss and mourn everything about him. He loved to work on cars, loved fashion, high-end hairstyles but his number one love was always ice hockey! He loved it ever since he was a very young boy. He never intended to forever alter our lives and we know that he would not have wished all this sadness for us. He taught us tolerance, compassion, patience, understanding, and most of all…unconditional love for him that will NEVER end! He will always remain in our hearts and in our minds till the end of our days. Love you so much, beloved son, adored grandson, brother to Jared, Sam and Jack, nephew, cousin and a devoted and true friend. Loving you, Mitchy!
Mom, Dad, Jared, Sam & Jack
For my son Darren Innes, taken from us due to an accidental drink and drug overdose. Forever 22, miss you so much, my heart is forever broken xxx Lots of love Mum, Lisa Abby family and many friends xxx 3.4.88~1.1.11
Missing our first-born son, Mitchell Craig, whom we lost to a heroin overdose on June 11, 2010. We will forever miss and mourn everything about him. He loved to work on cars, loved fashion, high-end hairstyles but his number one love was always ice hockey! He loved it ever since he was a very young boy. He never intended to forever alter our lives and we know that he would not have wished all this sadness for us. He taught us tolerance, compassion, patience, understanding, and most of all...unconditional love for him that will NEVER end! He will always remain in our hearts and in our minds till the end of our days. Love you so much, beloved son, adored grandson, brother to Jared, Sam and Jack, nephew, cousin and a devoted and true friend. Loving you, Mitchy!
Margie Fleitman
My darling Jacky B- Even though it has been 8 long years since you left this "sad, old world" we miss you just as much. I know that you didn't mean to leave us but you had that horrible disease of addiction. Your shining light now shines through your precious son, Braden. We are doing our best to help others with the disease of addiction. You are still with us, I feel your presence every day. I love you, Son. Mamsy
Charlotte M. Lanier, LMSW
Casey, It seems impossible that 10 years have passed since we lost you to heroin and the disease of addiction. There's never been a day in those ten years that you have not been deeply and desperately missed. We miss your smile, your laughter, your wit, your hugs - we miss all that was YOU. Your dad and I continue to be the keeper of your light as we share "Casey's Law" with other families in KY and across the country. You have made a difference in this world, Casey, and we are so blessed to have had you for 23 years. Thank you for being our son. We love you so and always will.
Your mom and dad
To my dear little brother Peter. How I wish I could turn back time and right all of the wrongs that led you down this path. I wish I could have been a better big sister and saved you from the hurt and pain. What I would give to hear from you again. To spend another day with you. You are in my heart forever and I just hope and pray that we get to see each other again, in some way. You are missed by Mum and Nann so very much. I hope that wherever you are, it is somewhere beautiful where your mind can be at peace. I love you with all my heart and cherish every memory I gave. Your sister Megan xxx
Remebering you today and everyday as it is your 2 year anniversary. You struggled with your drug addiction for so many years. May you now rest in Peace Allen Woods xxx
Jodie Cromer
To Kellie King, I don't recall the date, all I know is losing you broke the hearts of many. May you be sleeping peacefully, forever in my heart xxx
Shona and family
Mikhaila (Misha) Throop, 18, June 8, 1993 - May 7, 2012. Prescription drugs. The world is not the same without you.
The ones that love you
Babe, I know as angels take us one by one we'll meet again. I feel your spirit walk beside me everyday. I'm lost without you. Your daughter Yasmine looks so much like you so I've always got a part of you in our little daughter and in my heart. See you on the other side. I love you and miss you, and there's not a day that goes by that your family and I don't pray for you. I will always love you.
Your girl Ashley Jade Sumne and your little angel Yasmine
To my Coley, You are missed more than life. How we are going on is mystery but we have no choice. My girl I would always say I did not have a daughter but I had my Coley. Waiting until I am with you again. Love aunt Didi
Diane roman
My angel my star Jen. Jen passed away on November 5, 2005. She died from drowning and multiple drug intoxication. She had a dumb accident because she was high and slipped in the bathtub and knocked herself out and drowned. You were my best friend, my daughter, my love. I will miss you forever.
Sandi Mc
Not a day goes by that we don't think of our beloved son Patrick Michael Burkett, who died on March 18, 2006 of a "polypharmacological overdose" which included methadone. He was just 20. He played a mean guitar and had a brilliant, quirky sense of humor. I'm crying right now as I write this...and my heart goes out to all who are grieving for loved ones lost to drugs.
Zann Carter
RIP my beautiful daughter, Jaycie Alexander 1-21-1986~~5-17-2011~~ Our lives will never be the same, a little less sunshine and a little more rain. We are now learning to dance in the rain....until we see each other again. We all misss and love you so much...Butterfly kisses forever changed.....Please sign...
Susan Todd Overstreet
To my dear mom, Patti Holden Hodge, you will forever be remembered in my heart. I love and miss you so much.
Martha Armstrong
In loving memory of my son Ralph 3-5-1988 to 5-27-2012. I will miss you forever, my heart is broken, you left me too soon my son. May God watch over you, until we see each other again. I know you didn't mean to overdose, but I know you thought you were superman. I will always love you with all my heart. Your my #1. Love, Mom oxox
marisel chavez
In loving memory of Tyler Zane Sommers 07/11/1990 ~ 11/10/2011. The Love you took with you Ty Ty is and will be missed by so many in life! Your Little sister misses you more than the world will ever know! Your father needs your support each and every day and my prayer is that all will have you to lean on in times of need! May the World find a way to help so many in need! Love Mom
Kathy Bussing
To My Son Lenny, I lost you to a heroin overdose 9 yrs ago. Not a day goes by that I don't think of you a hundred times. Miss you my boy.
In Memory of my beautiful son, Robby Nelson - 09/16/82 - 10/17/09 - Accidental Overdose. There's not a day; not even a hour that goes by, that I don't think of you, my beautiful beautiful son. I miss you and love you so very much. I can't wait until we meet again, and I can wrap my arms around you. All my love and heart, forever, Mom.
Tami (Mom)
In loving memory of Samuel Wallin. I will always miss you my love. Sleep with the angels
In memory of my beloved godson Kyle age 21 who lost his life to an accidental Meth overdose 11/15/10 I love you Kyle
For Sonia Nicole or "Nikki" the best friend I ever had my whole life, some one I wanted to know until old age. Gifted artist, brilliant mind and loving spirit. May you fly free from all your worries and troubles now and forever. Ended her battle with Heroin 2 days after her 30th birthday on June 30th. May no one suffer as you have suffered, I miss you and wish I could have prevented everything.
Jarryd Hayden Fields I LOVE YOU
Rachel Alderman
In memory and honor of my handsome and very special nephew Greg Devon. There isn't a day that goes by without thinking of times I cry and other times I smile and say one of the famous sayings you had :). We knew when you were young that you were a special person, and you held true to that. God needed you with him to work your special magic in heaven. You fought the good fight and I am so proud to be your Aunt Mo. Thank you for all the beautiful memories that will forever be in my heart. Until I see you on the other side...know that I will love you forever. XOXOXO
Aunt Mo
To my incredibly courageous, loving, and wonderful nephew Greg Devon better known to me as Boo . . .without you, we are lost and without you life is incomplete. You will always be in my heart and I can't wait for the day I see you again and you flash that beautiful smile at me and I see all the pain and suffering erased from your face. Knowing you are finally not struggling with the pain and torture of this devil drug helps and knowing you are in the most beautiful place helps and remembering that I will see you again gives me strength. You are and always will be my Boo! Love you so so much!
Aunt La
My son, Chance died on August 30,2009 of a heroin overdose. There isn't a day that goes by, I don't think of him. I wish we could save all the young people from this tragic and senseless death. I know if he had the choice, he would still want to be here. I keep his memory alive by trying to help other addicts. Chance, you are my Light, my Joy, my Heart. Love, Mom
Gaynor Hofmann
To Pascal. I will always remember you. Love
Honoring my beautiful daughter Hannah Rachel O'Harra-Brown Hannah died of a horrible accident. A bad choice, lapse in judgment. She ingested a prescription narcotic, that did not belong to her, along with alcohol fell asleep and quit breathing. That is the truth, the end. How she died doesn’t change who she was. A beautiful soul. I choose to share pieces of our story with you because I realize people make up stories when they don’t know the truth. She was an incredible person, everything you could hope for in a child. She gave more love than I ever knew possible. She always put her family first and adored her grandpas. She was smart, a smart ass, funny, loving, courageous, dedicated, dependable, hard working, honest, a beautiful soul. I must have said a thousands times through out her life “Hannah you have the soul of an angel” She was not perfect, flawed like we all are but to us she was everything. I love and miss you every second of everyday Mom
Melissa O’Harra-Brown
In memory of my brother in law, we loved you Mark Steven Putman 10-12-76 to 9-13-12. You will be missed dearly forever and always.
Katie Putman
In memory of my beautiful and loving son, John, who suffered an accidental heroin overdose on April 4, 2012. He lived on life support in the hospital for one month and passed away on May 4, 2012. I love and miss him more than words could ever express. John Patrick DiDonna 3/17/87 - 5/4/12
Stephanie DiDonna
kayla and bella
In honor of my beautiful son, who has struggled with heroin addiction for the last year, in and out of rehab.. but is now in college. I'm so incredibly lucky, so grateful. There's not a single day that goes by that I don't think of this horrible crisis and all those young souls we've lost to heroin. I wish Chicago would respond to the crisis appropriately, with as much energy and determination as the drug dealers.
To all the people, way too many to mention, that lost their lives through addiction. Not a week goes by where I don't think of at least one of you. Rest in peace my friends.
Neil C
To all my many friends who have been lost to drug overdose, I think of you every day and you will always live on within our hearts
Nicky O, Reece S, Paul M , always remembered x
My dear brother Jeff, I miss you so much, your little girl and mom and dad miss you terribly...there is a huge hole in our hearts because you are not here with us. I wish I would have been there for you but I was an idiot and thought you were invincible. Not a day goes by when I don't think of you and where you are now and what I could have done to prevent it. I love you so much my big bro. Peace.
I Miss you so much words cannot say. My life will never be the same without you. I only pray I see you in Heaven my Beautiful Boy. Your Mom sisssy and brother miss you. Mommy
Susan Crane Button
Daddy, I wish you could be with me this year, and be there in the audience when I walk across the stage to get my diploma.. I hope I make you proud every day. I know you didn't mean for it to turn out this way, but you are in a better place now. I miss you more every day. Love always, Tiffany
Your Princess
Roofer Mike You are truly missed. Your smile, jokes and engaging conversations were something I always looked forward to. Peace be with you.
To a dear friend Arron Lloyd Seals, 1989-2011, who lost his battle to a multiple drug overdose, including a fatal dose of Dilaudid. I know it was so hard for you after losing your father, your rock. We all watched in pain as you slowly fell apart right before our eyes. I regret every day not trying to help you more with your many addictions, but losing you helped us all learn that we must never again sit idly by and I promise that I never again will. And to Zach Beauregard, who we're so lucky to still have with us today after three drug overdoses that he was saved from. Zach, heroin had you in its grip for a long time and I am so happy and proud that you are on the road to recovery. I can't imagine how much you struggle each day not to go back down that long, dark road. Just know that you are so blessed to still be with us and know that we are so proud of you!
The days go by and our lives are never the same. We welcomed a new little boy into our lives just seven months after you left us....he speaks about you always....we keep you in our lives through our little grandson everyday. He and his soon to be little brother will never have the pleasure of sitting on your surf board with you as they learn how to ride the waves. Tim you rode all of the good waves with dad and we rode the rough waves together!!! In our hearts we will always know that you tried your best and struggled everyday with this horrible affliction that is called addiction!!! With you holding us up we have pledged to make a difference and make addiction no more. Tim I love and miss you everyday. Love Mom
Teri Kroll
My darling Zoe, There is not a day that goes by that we don't think of you, miss you terribly, wish for one more hug, one more word, long to hear your laugh, want to feel you, need to hear your voice, need to see your smile. Life without you is not right. But we're doing wonderful work, work that you would have done yourself but for one mistake, one night. I think you would be proud of all were doing, and Zoe, it's all for you, in your memory, in your honor and filled with so much love, forever. We miss you so much.
Robin Kellner and John Sicher
In memory of my beautiful son, Kenneth Charles Grym whos passed away January 8, 2010 of a heroin overdose. Rest peacefully my prince... All my Love, All my life....
In memory of Dylan K. Hadley, forever in our hearts and always on our minds. I love and miss more and more with each passing day. Love always, Adrienne
Sweet Child of Mine, Miss and love you every minute of every day my beautiful, talented, sweet, smart, handsome forever 21 year old son, Zack (8/25/89-5/1/11)! There are no words to express the loss... I love you Z, Mom
Mike, Patrick, Deirdre, Malcolm, Cindy, too young, too soon, the good times remembered always
Jason, I miss you everyday. I wish I could turn back the clock and somehow prevent that day from ever happening. It still hurts. Love you forever xoxoxo
"To all my girlfriends who left this place too early! Love Waz" "To Shaun, John, Mickey Boy and Richard, Hope you rest in peace Brothers. Love Wildchild" "To Ben, You are my old mate, always will be. Thinking of you daily, you'll never be far. All my love and kisses forever, Bella" "To Sandy my sweet darling husband, the day you left was the worst day of my life. I wish we could still have fun together. Miss you my darling. Loving you forever, Bel" "My tribute to Phil Love, You were an angel in life, too good for this world. Then God made a decision, to bring you back to his hold. But us here on earth, will forever miss your smile, your kind and gentle ways, still no-one can match your style. I'll think of you often, and how your eyes were so blue, To YOUR MEMORY I'll live strong and brave.... ....just like you. Will never forget you mate, Simone" "Midnight, your'e still in my memories" "To Mickey/Shane, All the best in the after life, love always (Tomo) Stacy and Bell" "Dear Kimbo, Hope you get this! It's not tragic dying doing something you love. R.I.P. love Dean" "To Donna Warner, How we miss you! To Robbie Sails, All our love. From Ross, Keith, Michel" "Heroin, The lost way of life, Heroin, Life comes last, fast, Heroin, So called unbiased friend, Heroin, means the end!!!" "Sharon, Love you and miss you. Always remember our mad times..." "Shane Ell, Miss you, love you, never forget you. I'll make you proud big brother" "Miss you Paul. C U oneday. Jimi" "Remembering Nicole who was a good woman and will be sadly missed by friends, especially her sons that were left behind. My prayers are with them. Liz, Jason and Rasharni" "Hi Tess, Miss ya mate! Leanne" "Hey Tracey, still thinking of ya mate! Leanne" "To Dylan Clews, still thinking of you. From Ben Halistone" more to come.....
All Consumers of The Langton Centre
Dear Miles, We only heard of your tragic passing two days ago and we are still in shock. Our hearts go out to your best friend, your partner and your children as well as the rest of the community which you belonged and played such a big part in. With time we might be able to put better words to give tribute to your life, but until then our good friend, rest in peace. All our love to your family in this time of sorrow.
Chris and Carley
To Ben, You are my old mate, always will be. Thinking of you daily. You'll never be far. All my love and kisses forever. Bella
To Shaun, John, Mickey Boy and Richard, Hope you rest in peace Brothers. Love, Wildchild
"To all my girlfriends who left this place too early!" Love, Waz xoxoxo
Sic itur ad astra‎, are stars. Daniel, 1969 - 1995.
My baby brother, Daniel, was taken too early. He was just 25, on june 15 2007 when we lost him. I think of you everyday and miss you every minute. I know you're watching down on me and my girls. xoxo MMDS
To my dearest friend Michael Anthony Maffetone 6.3.1982-2.11.2012 who passed away from a heroin overdose you are missed so much by many especially me every single day. Gosh it's been so hard knowing I can't talk to you and hear your voice or your laugh. I miss you more everyday but everyday is a day closer to seeing you. I love you forever!
Lita Lagutina
This is in memory of my son "Leo" who left us on Tuesday, May 6, 2008. He was my first born and my only son. We miss him every minute of every day. My daughter always called him her protector now she says he is still her protector, he just protects her different now. I am sad that his sons will not know what a wonderful, caring and amazing man their DAD is. Our life has changed so much since he has left. I always told him that he was the light of my life and my heart hurts so much every day. I know that that we will be together again someday, so until then I will continue on with a broken heart
Helen, Shauna and Evie
Robin Scott MacDonald 10/2/70-18/11/97 Dearest Rob - so kind, so gentle and so individual. Taken by heroin, but never forgotten and always in our minds.
Mum & Dad
To: Louie, It is difficult to believe that you are gone. It was a tragic day that you passed away from us. We know you are at peace from all the pain and suffering that you experienced as a result of addiction. We miss your sense of humor, your Italian imitations and the kids and I speak about you often with love. You will always be in our hearts.
To Simone, Debbie, Nola, Rikki, Ronnie, big Dave, Lionel, narelle and my cousin glen - loved forever and never forgotten-Lisa xxx
Lisa d
To Paul Over the years I've known many who've lost the battle, but you were the first, and every New Years Day, I remember that day many years ago when I went into work to hear the news that you'd gone
To Gwen- My heart is broken that you did not get the chance to grow into the wonderful woman you were well on your way to becoming. You are forever in my heart until we meet again. My beautiful, sparkling, creative, anxious, impulsive and reckless daughter Gwendolyn Farrell died of an unintentional mixed drug/heroin overdose. Twenty-one years of age: 11/1/89 - 3/26/11.
Chris Farrell
My dearest, sweetest boy who was loved 'big much' by so many, none more than me --- as you said in a birthday card to me once.... I miss you every minute of every day. You are the love of my life....I hope you are dancing among the stars you loved so much.....Mom (Jeff Cullen, 27, March 2, 1981 - August 5, 2008)
Denise Cullen
Mandy my twin, There is not a day that goes by I do not cry. There is not a day that goes by I don't think of you with every other thought. I am still so truly sad and trying to let you go. I still can't believe its true. But I'm lucky to go to sleep and dream with you. Jayden your daughter of almost 5 is doing very well. And the promises I made will remain unbroken. But the pain is unbearable at times. When I think of that morning Matt called to tell me and the words were "braindead" and " will not make it" I lay here and cry. I'm lost without you Mandy, I'm lost without you. I hear your laughter and feel our smile. Fly Mandy fly. Be the beautiful angel you were on earth and now in heaven. Watch over us as we live this life on earth and Jay and I will see you again at the end. Tell Brows I love her. Your twin and best friend
your twin
To my beautiful daughter, Amy, who died on January 2, 2013 of an overdose. I am struggling every day just to stay alive because I do not want to live without you. I'm so sorry I couldn't help you and that I was not with you when you died. I will never, ever get over it. I know I have to go on for your children, Bailey and Will, but I am hurting so much and I miss you every minute of every day. I wish I could make every young person out there understand the pain that comes with drug use, for them and for their families. I love you my baby girl, forever, Mom
Dear Daddy...I forgave you for the mental and physical brutality on Mom and I spent my whole life loving you and being lost and lonely. Mom and you traded your years for drugs and drinking and parties and not with me BUT, I forgave you--we are all human and make mistakes. When I became an accidental addict to RX pain pills(really badly) at 28, I understood and understand the impact and the consequences and how painful addiction is to everyone and I proceeded to put my own family through hell. I know you were not happy with me being an addict but, we became buddies-drug buddies and buddies in general. I went everyday to the methadone clinic just to see you and to talk to you and to know you were ok and recently things just started to get ugly. I ran all over for you to protect you and look for you and put myself in spots that could have gotten myself arrested but, I did not care because it was for you. You were so funny and I loved just seeing you but your decline and fall made me so angry that before you died we got into a fight and didn't talk and then you died. You died. I am angry with you for leaving me and I feel lonely and I feel sad beyond words. I tried everything I could imagine just to see you or to make sure you were ok and now the sense of loneliness is overpowering and anger has taken over. You were always in jail or out doing your own thing when I was little but, I always knew what you were doing. I became used to not seeing you and then at the very end these past 2 years we became close. There's no more driving to clinic to see you or going to jail to visit you or calling you every night at 9pm to talk to you and say goodnight. I sit here and I hope that you are ok wherever you are. The worry has not faded. I can't imagine you not REALLY being here for the rest of my life. You are not in jail you are dead. I always told you that when you kick it that I am too because I won't be able to handle you leaving forever. But, I didn't keep my end of the deal. I can't leave my kids. NO matter how dysfunctional I am I can't leave my kids forever. I don't think you felt loved in your life and I think you didn't know how much I really do love you and how I always will. What makes this really hard is that you did not die naturally at 57 years old. You killed yourself. But, we are all human and we all do and say things that are wrong. I am conflicted with that statement because of one hand I am very pissed off and the other hand I know how addiction is and how terrible it is. You did not die alone or unloved.
Scott, I think of you every day. How could I not? Mental illness took over. I am so sorry for that and wish there was something anybody could have done for you. Yes, you were the smartest person in the room but you were also the funniest. It was a struggle that was not to be overcome. I hope you are at peace. You knew this to be your destiny. That's sad. I hung out with you for a while at the cemetery today. Too many other young adults there for the same reason. 8/9/79-12/15/12. Mom
Donny- You were the best friend any of us could have asked for. I'll never forget the way you dedicated your life to making us laugh. Our memories are endless. I love you, til forever.
My loving Brother John C Sweeney- 27 yrs young..died September 9 2012- Heroin with xanax - My brother you were the closest person to me. I'm sorry I wasn't there for you. I'm sorry I didn't love you for who you were, rather than what I wanted for you. You are the smartest, deepest person I have ever known. I know my brother your pain is over, god saved you from this life and pain. Until we meet again - I love you " my brother" save a place in heaven for me because I know you are there! "your sis" Feb 2 2013
Your sister
Dear Lucas, Not a day, and rarely a minute passes by that I do not think about you. You were an old soul, and dear friend to many, including myself. Your talent was astounding, your intelligence amazing. You had a beautiful mind, and were a quality person in this dreadfully sad life. You were devastated at your losses, yet were in recovery. You made peace with everyone, and examined your life. You were removed from the methadone program after being suddenly laid off from your job,losing your apartment, getting your heart broken, losing your baby and detoxed rapidly from a very high dose. It became clear to you that the clinic had no intention or incentive to "help you with rehab", or detox you safely when you could no longer afford it either. You rose to the occasion of detoxing like a very brave man, and had hopes for your life. You were doing so well, it was a surprise that they say you died of an accidental combination drug overdose. You were a sensitive person, loving others deeply; and feeling pain unbearably. I am so grateful at the month we spent together last fall, and that you are in heaven with your only true father. 33 years seems too short. I am so sad I do not know if I can get through this. So very sad that you died alone (it appears) and that those around you were too chicken to get help when you needed it. I hope I can go on to live out your memory. You nieces and sisters miss you terribly. You had a sparkle in your eye and a spring in your step. I feel so lost sometimes. I loved every part of you, even though you struggled so much devastation. I am so sorry that it began to seem like the same old story, when you were trying to tell us how stressed out and depressed you were. I would give up everything material to be around you now, even though you wanted for me to keep my home, or move closer to you; which we were working on. Wish I would have gotten you back home from Colorado sooner. Did not think you would be coming home this way. Love you always and forever...Momma
To my older brother, I never pictured losing you, I always fought you and thought you had it under control. I remember being so angry when you expressed your love for needles. I didn't know, I'm mad at you, but you were on that trip that had only a few stops and they are never good ones. I know I am not alone in losing you, that was apparent at your funeral, but man it hurts a lot. Its been almost three weeks and been about five since I last saw you. I know I'll never see you again on earth, I sure hope you have found you heaven. When I see you again, I hope we can figure it out better next time. I love you so much and can't begin to understand how much I'll miss you... I already do so much
Younger Bro
To my beloved son Aleksandr 1966-2012 God healed my son from drinking and drugs abuse,he was a very successful paramedic,but he had ingured his back and shoulder,and after 6 years of sobriety he overdosed on percoset. Dear God have mercy on all of us who are going through the vally of death.With Gods love to all of you dear brothers and sisters.Mila
Mila Cohen
To my baby brother Andrew 2.24.89 - 10.16.12. I wish I could have saved you. You died alone of a meth overdose and I feel like it was my role to protect you. I failed. As a society we failed you. I am lost without you.
To my beloved son, who was bipolar, and over-medicated to help him "cope".....His name was Brad and he died October 30, 2012. I was to go over that night and we were going to dye each other's hair for Halloween. He had phoned me that morning and told me how great and good he felt, and he wanted to get together that evening. I got a migrane and didn't go over to his home. I never got to talk with him again and tell him how much I loved him. Brad, your dad and brother and I loved you so much. We know you struggled but we sure loved you. We miss you and will see you soon. You are with us forever. Much love. Mom.
Kelli: We loved you so much and cannot fathom that you are no longer with us. You were such a sweet, sweet person. I hate that you fell into the web of addiction. I hope your mom and dad and brother will learn to live again, but I know there is a hole in their hearts and I wonder if it will ever heal. Please know that you were loved so much and always will be.
Aunt Linda
Jeremy, You were like my child even though you were my nephew. We lost you much too soon at the young age of 27. If your death means helping just one person overcome their addiction, at least your death would not be in vain. The only comfort I have is knowing you are in Heaven and have won the long fight of your addiction. I will always remember the good times. Love you forever, your aunt Jennie
Liv baby, I miss you so much. You were so insightful for a 19-year-old. You would always be willing to listen if I was having troubles. I'm sorry that I couldn't help you with your struggles more. I think about you every day. Your 20th Birthday is coming up. I hope you're at peace now, and that all your hardships have left you. I love you so much. 2/2/93-3/4/12
For all of you who have lost your husbands, fathers, sons, daughters and grandchildren, My heart hurts for you all. My grandson who is turning 15, his parents are always yelling and screaming and he is tired of it all and he took some of his medication for depression the other night, he has cried out to a friend, what does a person do to help. I am at a loss and need some good advice. The family needs help quick and there are about a years wait for help...not good....i am fearful for my grandson and family....
Sophia, I miss you so much. Why didn't I realize when you were alive that heroin takes over your mind. I thought I could make you realize that it is best to stop by being cold and hard. Please forgive me -- I should be dead instead of you. I put all my eggs in one basket: you! Instead of living my life as a man, I lived it through you. You were my crowning achievement -- how wrong I was to put so much pressure on you when I should have looked for ways to be a good role model as a father. I also could have laughed off the little annoying thing in life that every teenager goes through - but no, I chose to be hurt. I lost you in Salonica when you were shooting up alone. I thought you would get better if I left you alone -- 20 is such a young age I now realize! I will always love you -- this pain does not get better even after 4 years -- it comes like a wave of sadness. If only someone had shaken me when I was 20 and said life has it ups and downs and do the best you can but don't take everything so serious -- just try to be the best you can! Daddy
Your Father
To My Beloved Brother Glenn. 2/85 - 11/12. Passed away from a methadone overdose. My heart is never going to forget the life I had before you went to heaven. The light you left behind will always shine through me. The babies miss you. Your nephew speaks of you often and says he talks to you in heaven. The pain is really hard some days and I feel alone often. The words, I miss you, are not enough. I long to hear your voice. To have my friend back. My bubba. Loving you from afar, until we meet again in the Lord's house.
Kristina Moore
R.I.P. Patrick H. Coyle 9/15/66-1/18/2008 Gone but never forgotten! We love & miss you everyday
amanda turczynowskyj
Ben I miss you. I wanted to save you and am sick you are gone. I want to see you. I hope you can see I'm not ok without you. I need to know where you are, that you are ok, that I can see you again. Please, please my brother send me a sign. 7.19.1996 to 5.4.2012. Jerry Benjamin Carroll you are loved and charished every day. I'll always fight for you.
big sis
In memory of my best friend, Ian Glosup, 05/1992-12/2012. The evil drug heroin took away your precious life. I love you so much, and you're alive in my heart forever. RIP
Marissa M
To Robby, To my cousin who died at such a young age, you are greatly missed. I often think of all the great times we had when we were kids. We love you Robby, you will never be forgotten..
Szymon,my beautiful son passed away on 12/08/2012 he was only 27. We are grateful for the last few months that you have given us. The talks, the trip, the dinners. We love you so very much . Pain that we are experiencing right now is greater that we could've ever imagined. Your passing have been such a shock as we all thought you were doing great. We had no idea that you relapsed. We miss you so much. It still doesn't seem real that you are gone. Love Mum
In honor of Brandon, who was a beloved Son and Brother: Addiction came into our family's life when he was 15 years old, and caused terrible pain. It stayed for 10 years and when it finally left 08/2010 it took our most prized possession, our son and brother. Through out, our love was boundless and steadfast. Save a place for us in heaven, we will be there soon. We love you!
Quentin was only a junior in high school. I didn't even know him very well, just seen him around school. It was New Years Eve and he overdosed and died today because of it. No one thinks it'll happen to them and they'll be lucky, but it can literally happen to ANYONE who takes too much of too many different things. Be safe.
To my young son Zak, he was only just 21 when he died of a heroin overdose September 23, 2012. He was my everything. He fell hard into drugs off and on for the last 2 and a half years. He was clean for months and suddenly overdosed, when he slipped up and relapsed. He died less than a week after going back to the drug. I miss you so much Zak. You will always be my shining star. Your sister and brother miss you very much and talk about you like you are still here with us. Zak loved his sister and brother, despite his own personal struggles. He was never one to miss one of their holiday shows or concerts. We are an "I Love You" family and I'm glad we all had that relationship with him. His personality didn't change when he struggled. He was still sweet and loving, and I'll miss him for ever.
Lisa, your Mom
I am thinking about my mother, Patricia, who died unexpectedly from an overdose in 2008. By 2010, I had found a way to feel ok again, but now I am right back in the deepest pit of depression and feel so alone. Despite that I have my wife, daughter, father, and cousin around me every day, and siblings in my life, I feel like these feelings are consuming me and no one can help me. The overdose is a devastating occurrence that leaves little resolution and much more questions unanswered. I need you, Mom, to keep looking out for me, I am so lost.
For my brother-in-law, Brandon. Died December 28, 2012. Our hearts are broken. So many questions left unanswered. Two children left behind at 28 years old. I've never seen our family in so much pain. Your death was unexpected, even though your drug use was controlling your life. I guess it never really seems real until someone you love dies. I always hoped you would pull out of it, or get sober in jail. I can't believe you're gone. We never made amends. I never told you I forgive you even if you aren't sorry. Or that I love you. Or how much you meant to your brother. Now it's too late. I hope you will rest in peace, and that time will make this easier to bare. <3
In loving memory of my friend Eric Aul, (07/26/85-12/18/12) who tried so valiantly to conquer his demons. R.I.P. You will live forever in my heart and although your death causes me immense pain, my fond memories of you bring me great joy. See you at the crossroads!
My son Chris died of an overdose on 12/18/12. He struggled with addiction for many of his 35 years. He had cheated death many times before but this time death took him. His pain has stopped. Good-bye Chris.
dad – Kip
Allen Michael Nix died of a drug overdose on 12/19/2012 He was my brother, and my best friend. Addiction is a horrible, disease, that will inevitably either end you in jail, or in the ground.
Shanon I think about you all the time. You were only 19. Just a child this dam dis-ease took you 7 years ago. I will always rember you because I know you are watching over me in heaven.
Dearest Monique, It's been quite a few years since you left us, but i think of you often, and i miss you heaps. Love alway's, Greg xxx
two days ago i was seconds away from dying from an overdose, a heroine overdose. At only seventeen, it was my first time experiencing the drug. that one experience almost cost me my life. i am so thankful i am alive today i get a second chance at living. i know most people don't get this chance. I am so sorry for everyones losses and i know i have learned from this. i would hate for anyone else to go though this horrible feeling. Keep up the awareness.
Ariel Lorenzen
This world was not meant for you, you were destined for the heavens...may peace be with you always. Love eternally, Heather
Dear Ismael, I am so hurt that you had to leave us so suddenly and in the manner in which you left this world. I just wish you would have called on me or anybody else for help. Learning that you accidentally overdosed on Heroin, Cocaine and Meth was devastating to your children and to myself. I know that you knew God and believed in him but somehow this terrible drug addiction coupled with alcohol was too much for you to bear. All I know that the sting of Death will someday be eliminated when we see you again. No matter what, you were an excellent Dad to the kids and they will always have you in their hearts.
Rosalinda Gonzalez
You were loved with my whole heart from the day you were born and even more today a month after your overdose. 10-11-12 my life changed forever the day you left this life... Beyond our parents you were the first person I loved.. Your big blue eyes and deep beautiful dimples made me smile every time I saw you... I'm so sorry I couldn't save you and wish everyday I realized in how much trouble and pain you were in... I will never forget you and will think of you everyday.. I have been watching our childhood flash before my eyes everyday I would give anything for one more kiss, hug, laugh, conversation or even slap in the head. My heart breaks you will not be hear to see your nephew grow. I will make sure he knows you.. I hope you are free and at peace.. I love you so much and apologize for failing you.. I can't wait for the day I see you again.. I love you forever Michael James Love your sister
Your big sister Christine
To: Andrew (6/15/91-10/11/12) My dear son, I think about you every minute of everyday. How could an evil drug take hold of such a wonderful son? I am so lucky to have had you for 21 years. I love you Andrew, my precious son...
Mom, Sharon Gidcumb
This is to all my friends in the program who have overdosed or died as a result of this disease. I just want to say that miracles do happen too. My husband has overdosed and been pronounced dead 5 times and for some reason god wanted him here still, maybe to meet me. He celebrated two years clean on the 11th of June 2013. He is now a pre-medical student on his way to becoming a doctor!
To my beautiful son Shane. Heroin took you from us 8/4/12 at 27 years old. You tried so hard to beat this, you helped so many people along the way but lost your own battle. I understand how hard you tried. I saw your pain and wished with all my heart I could have made things different for you. You had the most beautiful smile and gave the biggest hugs. We are doing our best to honor your memory. Your Charlie Bear is helping others today. Gone my sweet boy but never, ever forgotten! I love you with all my heart. Standing tall for you Shane. Muah!
In loving memory of my son, Jeremy Wayne Bliss. May 30, 1976 - May 2, 2004, I think of you every day. The pain of losing you never goes away. Your daughter Mariah is lost without you. We'll never forget you or let your memory fade. We love you always. Mom, daughter, brothers, Jason, Joshua, Jacob
My Dearest Son, Life is so different without you here. So much hurt daily without you here, most of all your children. Losing you to a drug your doctor put you on is so hard for me to accept. I wish I could just see you face to face. Time is no healer to losing a child. It does not become easier, just different. And when you lose your child to a drug, it makes the heart sadden not just because of the child you lost but to all the parents who say goodbye to their child because of drugs. It seems the numbers are rising. It's Heartbreaking. I miss you so much son . Love to Heaven Mom Daris Shields 11-28-1980 - 11-03-2010 forever young
Leanna Green your mom
This is in tribute and memory of my son Patrick David Holley 2-14-1981 to 2-13-2010. My handsome, funny, loving compassionate and sensitive son was taken from us the day before his 29th birthday. Patrick would light up a room when he walked into it. He was a smart ass with a great sense of humor who was the only one who could make me laugh at myself. He was my life, the love of my life. He had a very giving and compassionate heart. He literally gave people his last dime and even his meal. He judged no one and accepted them for who they were. So sad that people hear he passed from a drug overdose and immediately attach that stigma to it. They never bother to find out what a kind, loving person he was to all who knew and loved him. I love you Patrick and this is for you my Sonshine. Always loved, always missed and forever in our hearts!
Lynne Holley
My Dear Son Cody - I give this day in honor of you in Hopes and Prayers that I have accomplished what I set out to do when you gave your life to heroin. I declared that exact moment that I would not let another mother cry and try to do my best to let others know that you were a good son. You had so much pain I could not take away. You suffered in silence and that is the day I said I would not suffer the same way or let another. I didn't know your addiction, your enemy but in your honor I am stomping the ground and walking all over this enemy and the miles to make a difference. This is very uncomfortable at times and I have even lost some friendships because some people just don't or will not try to understand why I cant get over losing you. I was not aware and didn't know any of what I know now about heroin until you died. This haunts me constantly. But I am told to move on and get over that part. You tried to explain and I thought prayers were enough. Forgive me. I know now they go hand in hand with recovery. You did not die in vain - you brought awareness to me and now to our family and to the community in which every day I live and must go on. I have this page that some days I don't want to open because this fight has no end - so many stories and I am not alone. My heart aches every day for you but everyday I get on this page to try and help just one person, one mother, father, brother or sister, cousin, aunt , uncle, friend.....if it takes my last breath it is what is now and will be forever as I try to bring this so no more tears can fall. In Tribute to Cody McCaulley- 4-28-84 to 7-1-12
Deborah Bockstahler
We lost our beautiful son Matthew Kenneth Peckham on Sept.4, 2012. He was a shining star in our lives and will forever be missed. He only struggled for a very short time with the demon heroin and for years he helped others overcome addiction. Our lives will never be the same without this special soul, my only son. 27 yrs was not long enough for this mom's broken heart. I love you Matthew, forever and always.
Mary Peckham, Matthews Mom
I want to start by saying how sorry I am for all of your losses. I lost one of the greatest loves of my life, my first born, our wonderful son Gabriel. At six twenty in the morning on Friday February 22, 2013 I found my beloved son. That morning will haunt me forever. I wanted to go with him, protect him, make sure he would be safe. And at that moment my heart shattered. I will never be the same without him. I have such a void and I miss him all the time; so much that it takes my breath away. A day does not go by that I don’t look out the front window thinking I see you coming up the street. I am angry and saddened at the same time that I won’t get to have my tomorrows with you. I will never get to hear your funny stories or get to know your wife and children because there won’t be any - just silence. I hear you telling me: 'Mom I got this but you didn’t' and now I am left here to try and put the pieces together and make sense of what makes no sense and seems so unfair to me. Heroin is a horrible demon to fight and I wish with all my heart and soul you could have won the battle. I love you and will miss you forever. Please pray and watch over your brother Love always Mom
Tina Franco
Merritt, It's been a little over a month since you died and it still seems like a bad dream. Sofia and I miss you more than words could ever say. I know the way you died is in no way a reflection of who you were and who you could have been. You turned 31 not quite 3 weeks before you died and that's so sad because 31 years was not even time for you. The almost 6 years we spent together and the almost 3 years you had with our beautiful daughter was just not enough. Our little girl misses you so incredibly much and it's just not fair that she has to grow up without you. I know you didn't mean to leave us and yet that doesn't help ease the pain. My prayer and hope now is that you are finally at peace, that the demons tormenting you and leading you to self-medicate are all gone and you are finally free, happy, and at peace. I'll always love you and I'll make sure our beautiful girl knows just how much her daddy loved her. Rest in peace Merritt. I know we will see you again one day.
Monique Bicknell. Passed away 31st August, 1999. Miss you Monique. I think of you often. Love alway's, Greg. xxx
Cassidy Brianna Rachelle Seward 11/30/93 - 8/28/12 Forever young and beautiful. We love and miss our sunshine.
Misty Corbett
My father passed due to an accidental od of prescription medications October 16 2011 just 5 days before his 47th birthday. He became addicted after a very bad break causing reconstruction of his heel and top of his foot. Stay aware it can happen to anyone. I love you Daddy! May you forever rest in peace! In loving memory of Scott Moore
shana Moore
Gabriel Alexander 5/12/94- 4/7/2013 Gabriel - you were taken from this world too soon! You were the most amazing son and friend. You loved people no matter what their circumstance, you taught me to love that way too. I will be forever grateful to God that he blessed me with 18 years with you. You will be forever in my heart, I love you more than anything. Rest in Paradise with Jesus my beautiful loving son. Mom
My sweet brother... You have been gone for 3 weeks... My grief is still raw and gripping... While we will never know for certain if your death was an accidental or intentional overdose, I will forever wonder about your last moments. I pray that you are now no longer suffering from your demons, and your soul is at rest with God. You are loved and cherished. You always have been and always will be. I love you so much. Love, Your big sister In honor of Bobby McKnight- September 13, 1984 - May 4, 2013
In loving memory of my husband Daniel William Martell 2/11/83 - 12/6/12 Forever 29 Dan loss his battle to heroin. Not a moment goes by that I don't think of you, I carry you in my heart. You never got to meet you son Daniel Jr. because you left too soon but know that you are watching over us. Miss you like crazy my love! To me your addiction did not define you and never will.
Ammon Boswell 12/21/1965 - 5/12/2013 Rest in Heaven daddy, I love you! I can't wait to see you again!! Always daddy's little girl!
To my Brother Daniel - "Digga" Today as I sit here and write this, you have been gone for 1 year, 5 months, and 9 days of which not 1 single day has gone by that you haven't been in my thoughts. I loved and still love you with my full heart. You were a special brother to me, we shared our ups and downs but you loved me anyway, you taught me so many things about life, all from your own "good" and "bad" experiences. We laughed, yelled, played, fought and all the things brothers and sisters do! We had our own connection, one that nobody can or ever will replace. I miss you so much, I just want to hear my phone ring and see it flashing your name. I wish heaven had a phone that I could call you on just to hear your voice. I wish I could have just one more day with you and I would do everything I could to take away the demon heroin from you. You are my guiding light, I know you've got my back just as you did when you were here - I LOVE YOU DIGGA FOREVER XXXXXXXX
Your Loving Sister Always
My son, 24yrs was not long with me. All I have is your smile. I pray I will see you again soon. My heart is too heavy without you, I am so tired. Jesus if you can save one person from what I am going through it would make me happy again. Love you John Wayne Everett JR.
Ched "Cheddy Bear" Hudgins 9/26/1976-4/9/2013 My brother ched passes away a month ago from a heroin overdose. He was a beautiful soul with incredible pain. I love you so much Ched and I will never be the same. I will never forget.
Today you are no longer. You f**king left and now we all get to deal with it. You f**king bitch!!! I am so confused about what to do and how to feel. You were my very first sister, my very first friend in this world, and now you are f**king cold and dead in some weird dark room somewhere. Everything about me wants to hate everything about you. What's f**king waste you became. A funny girl with old dreams, a generous heart and two baby girls. Two girls who get to miss a corpse forever. So much missed wonder, missed kindness and missed warmth. All that was good turned bad.
R.I.P to all my friends who have passed on from heroin overdose. They all bravely fought their addiction but it took their lives in the end. Gone but not forgotten, in our hearts forever. Heaven has gained many angels....Many too young....God took you to prove, He only takes the best xoxoxo
I love you B. You're always in my heart.
holly cox
RIP Arthur Collins 3/31/1950 -1/29/2013 ROCK STAR May our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ hold you in His arms close to His Heart and that you endure in the joy that only exists through His sweet comfort. Nearly 3 months have passed but the pain of losing you, Dad, is still agonizing. I'm so sorry. I didn't know how bad it was but I should of known. I'm so sorry. I hope I don't disappoint you more than I already have. I miss you so much. You were my friend. I miss my friend. The boys are fine, being well taken care of. I Love You. Your daughter
In loving Memory of William Seaborn Rhoden 03/15/1986- 09/29/2006 We talk of you often. We think of you always. we can't wait to be with you in heaven some day. Shane, Samantha, and Boys
I lost my brother on February 5, 2013 to a heroin and other opiate overdose. He was 45 days sober and doing so well. He was getting his life back together. I think that's why it caught me off guard. I wasn't prepared for it now. He went to a Superbowl party and never came home. I miss you every day Jesse. I'll never get over your loss. I'll never be the same. You can't be replaced. My biggest fear is that people will forget you, but not me. Never. They say the flame that burns twice as bright, burns half as long. That is true. I hope I make you proud. Love your baby sister. Xoxo
You have been gone one year three months today yet I think I will stop counting because whether it be a month or two or a year or more it hurts more, not less as time passes. I love you and miss you. I will never see you again. Love you and miss you and I will see you again Amber very soon. Till then rest easy baby girl. Shine bright like the diamond that you always were.
My beloved Christopher. How I miss you. I found you August 3, 2011. My last words to you is that I love you. I so wish I would not have seen what I have seen. My baby, gone. You were alone. Always know I love you more than love itself. You were and are my little Soul Mate. My soul will always be missing here, because it needs you. My Son Christopher died 08/02/2011. Alcohol OD. His blood alcohol level was .314. I am praying he felt no pain, just fell asleep. He was an alcoholic at the tender age of 19. Died at 22. Christopher Joseph Engen. Born 12/24/1988. Died 08/02/2011. I died too. God help us all.
Sally Rickerson
This tribute goes out to my dear baby sister Megan July 31st 1986 till March 14th 2013. We never knew your struggle was that bad, we never had a chance to help you. We found out a week before your death that you were battling with the demon HEROIN. We watched you suffer for four days on life support after an accidental overdose. We hoped and prayed. Every movement gave me hope, hope you would open your eyes and argue with me, hope you would hug me back when I hugged your lifeless body but, my hope was shattered. You taught me so much and you were so brave. You never let us know you needed us so. You gave and you gave and never complained. I miss you, I needed you, we needed you, we love you. I will forever fight in your name to raise awareness, to support and love without shame. You know fly with the Angels, sit at a table with Daddy and you now have no pain, no addiction and no shame. Though I wish you came back to us on that cold March day, I can make it here knowing you are waiting for us in Heaven. Forever missed and I will love you for a lifetime ...'Ofa Atu sleep well in the arms of the Angels. Love your sister, Kel.
To: My sister, Susan Wetzel who died of an accident overdose of prescription drugs on June 20 2011. I know you tried to fight the battle of using opiates and lost. You were only 46 years old. You were a kind and loving person. I miss you deeply and my heart continues to feel pain. I think of you daily. I know you are at peace and living your eternal life. We will meet up again someday. I will always love you Sue.
Your sister, Karen Wetzel
I am writing this tribute to honor my dad he passed away 10-19-2012 due to an accidental methadone overdose. He was an amazing man and he would give you the shirt off his back if you needed it. He was a great husband, father of four and grandfather to my two girls. They loved him so much and so did we. He just let his addiction take over and was finally coming off before he passed. The day he did go he went out early in the morning and got some meds. He took the high dose he thought his body was used to and it wasn't anymore, his body had adjusted to a smaller dose and he did realize it. Well my mom went in the room to check on him like she always did but this time was different. She tried to wake him up and he wouldn't wake up. My brother happened to be home and walked in their room just as she was trying to flip him over, but she couldn't. So my brother did and my mom tried to do CPR but it was too late, he was already gone. We are all having a very hard time right now. I love him so much and just wish I could hug him one more time.
Jessica Fischer
KENNY MILLER. Died October 1, 2012 Husband of my heart, we didn't have the ceremony but my husband you were. I can't seem to get past you being gone, I love you so much. You were my best friend , partner, the best and most caring lover I've ever known, and such an awesome unconditionally loving father. I could never have imagined this to be the end for you. God I still can't function, I miss you every moment it seems. Please look down on us all and give me the strength to stand up again and be a great mom. The babies need us and I need to find the strength to let go of the guilt and be mom and dad to them. God babe they miss you so deeply. Little Nicholas is becoming you. He fixes everything when they come (which is often babe). Rilee wants you to fix the toilet when you wake up and Delaney and Miranda write poems to you constantly. Never fear I hold them all near and I'll find a way to make them avoid our mistakes. I just wanted to see you one last time but your sis said no, she wouldn't let me. She blames me and it is so sad. Our heartbroken family has so much good to share about you, about the best years of your life. I will always always love you and fill our children's hearts with your memory babe. It's not fair - God! Life's never fair. Love Sloane
your wife Sloane
My Tribute is 3 (yes 3 people ) in my life who we lost to HEROIN OVERDOSES. Starting with my baby brother on 12/22/2010. Troy was 37 years old, and the proud papa to a 14 year old daughter, my godchild. My pain remains today just as it did the day we lost Troy. I can honestly say that this pain is the worst I have ever felt. So I lost my brother and best friend, Peyton's beloved "Papa" in 2010. Next came my sister-in-law Amanda (even though she and Troy were never married) on January 20 this year. My niece, who is 16, now has just lost her mother 3 years after her father. Five days after Amanda was finally laid to rest, we found her 32 year old brother Brian in his home, another victim of that monster HEROIN. It seems so unreal! Now my niece has lost both her parents, and her loving " Uncle Ugly" as she called him, in a matter of 3 years. She often feels like she must have done something to deserve this. My poor little niece is so strong!!! I am a nurse and understand that addiction is a serious disease, and also seeing my brother struggle most of his adult life with his demons. I promise you there is not one person who is an addict, who just woke up one morning and said: "Gee I'm bored, hey maybe I'll become an addict. What should I choose as my drug of choice?". It angers and saddens me at the same time what some people believe an addict to be. The general consensus among these people is either "Well you knew this would happen" and in a sick way they believe that the person was just someone who chose to do drugs and should have expected this would happen. I was so glad to run across this site and to see that that there are people who understand and want to spread awareness! THANKS!!!!
Shelley Ansardi
My dear husband Ryan, you were taken from us too soon. June 29, 2012 was the day me and the kids found you. I had no idea you relapsed on heroin. It pains and breaks me to this day to think that you're gone, we were only married a year, our son was only 6 months old. We miss you terribly. I am glad you don't have to suffer and battle with addiction anymore, but that still doesn't bring you back. I never imagined being a widow with two kids at the age of 23. I love you Ryan. I will always love you.
In memory of Kane Lewis who passed away from an accidental overdose 31/8/2011 aged 23 in South Wales,uk. Kane was a kind, loving lad who everyone loved. He was diagnosed as having ADHD as a child along with other mental health issues. We believe if he had the help he needed at that time he would not have drifted into drug abuse. Just before his death, Kane was starting to get his life back on track but after a bad weekend he turned once more to heroin. This time he overdosed and his body was found 3 days later by his mum and aunt. We loved Kane and we know he loved us all especially his sister Demi. He was not a bad person, just one who was very vulnerable and unfortunate. There were those who took advantage of him and led him into life as an addict. We are very proud of him despite the life he led because one thing never changes - he never forgot his core values. Kane would help anyone, give anyone his last penny and it seems so unfair for him to have to die all alone like that. We miss him terribly and our lives will never be the same again. All we have now are our memories and we cherish them with all our hearts.
Mam and nana
I lost my wonderful 37 year old Son Carl to an accidental drug overdose on 1/30/13. I miss you and love so much my son. The pain of losing you is more than I can bear. Your pain and suffering are over now my sweet son. I only hope you are at peace now. I Love you my son forever and you are always in my mind and heart. xoxoxo
Today, on the 19th of February 2013, we are burying my older brother and I just don't know how to find the strength to do this. The pain in my dad's eyes, his children's eyes. I want to take that all away. I want my brother back, I feel so small right now, spinning out of control in a huge world. My brother had a hard life, so many turmoils, disappointments and so much pain. He suffered from mental illness and the ups and downs with that were incredible. Because of his rollercoaster moods and irrational behaviour his relationships where strained and complicated. I'm struggling with my grief because I feel relieved. I feel relieved he is no longer suffering., no longer alone and struggling with his condition and life in general. Regardless of that he was still my brother, my blood, and I miss him so much more than I ever thought possible. I wish I could change the ending, I wish he didn't feel overdosing on prescription medicines were his only option. I wish he knew we needed him and I wish he would tell me somehow just how to find the words today to say goodbye. My heart is breaking. My condolences to all of you other people experiencing loss of a loved one. My prayers are with you all.
In loving memory of Ryan Thomas Vowell (9/27/1988 - 2/12/2013) Your struggle with heroin is finally over, but now those of us who are left are struggling with the loss of you. It's still so new, the pain is crushing. I keep seeing your smile, and hearing the silly things that used to come out of your mouth. You were the life of the party and I can't believe you're truly gone :( Your dad sits on the couch and stares into space, your mom is bitter and angry, your brothers are so very sad, and your son will never know you. I hate heroin and what it does to people, it is a demon that lies and says nothing else matters but it, and by the time you find out the truth, it doesn't matter because then you're in too much pain to stop. I pray young people read these heart-breaking stories of so many fathers, mothers, sons, daughters, friends, etc. that are dying because of drugs, it's not worth it. Life is too beautiful and short, please don't try it! And if you're already in it, I'm praying you beat it before it beats you and leaves a tremendous hole in the hearts of everyone that loves you!
Jackie Vowell
Two much loved sisters died from drug and alcohol addictions. Lost my first sister in 1999. There used to be five of us; four sisters, one brother. Well now only two are left. I lost my other sister in September 2011. I was the oldest. My heart is so pained with their deaths, one aged 41, the other 52. Also the four children between them were left for us to look after. On bad days you see them in the children. It keeps you surviving. The drugs and alcohol steal them from us and we watch this happen and can't do anything to help no matter what we try. So we live on with good memories of our loved ones and hope that other families with this loss will live on. And maybe we will have peace, knowing that knock at the door or dreaded phone call will not come again. My thoughts are with all the familiess that have to cope with their losses. To xxx my love to my lovely sisters
marie martin
This is in memory of my nephew. He would have been 42 this month. Happy birthday Gary, in the end I hope you knew how much comfort and joy you gave others during your life. The addiction took you from us, but we remember the good. No matter how old or tall you grew I could always see the joy of an innocent little boy in your eyes. Heroin took that joy from you and made your eyes so sad and dark. It broke our hearts to see you become an old man before your time. We never gave up on you and never thought we would be better off without you. Your family and Jesus were right there the whole time. We know you tried. Sisa loves you...until we meet again may God hold you in the palm of his hand.
To my #1, Ralph son. You are loved and missed every day. The day of your birth, March 5, 1988. was the happiest day of my life. And the day you left this world, was my worst; May 27, 2012. My son, heaven gained a super excited angel. Till we meet again. Your Mom forever. I love you !!!!! oxox
Marisel, Ralph’s mom
Peter, two years on and our hearts long for you every day. Heroin was the evil that took you from us. It hurts to know help may have saved you but was not given...things need to change. At 31 your life was over. You now would have a niece, you would have adored her. Some days I look into her blue eyes and believe I still can see a glimmer of you, the real you. We miss you so, the jokes, teasing mum about her hair, your love. I still remember the way you held my hand xo. To bury your son, grandson, brother at changed us all forever. Life is so short as it is but to lose you so young will never make sense. Our hearts are broken, faith challenged and our belief in human kindness has been truly rattled by your passing. What we can hold dear are the memories....your smile on christmas day, your bad singing, your beautiful blue eyes, your smile. Peter knowing what we know now about addiction, we would do things so differently. But the sad reality is you don't get your time over to right your wrongs. We saw your face that fateful day....your eyes so blue, finally at peace. We take comfort in knowing you are now at rest and will never need those evil drugs again. Love you always and forever xox
Mum, Nan, Megan, Kathryn
Robin Scott MacDonald - 10.2.70-18.11.97 - Forever young Always remembering our kind and thoughtful son, Robin, who died tragically from an accidental heroin overdose and to us will be forever 27. love Mum & Dad xx
Mum & Dad
This tribute is for my loving friend David who will always have a special place and memory in my heart. David had a long term use of cannabis which he thought was helping him deal with his depression but it resulted in his horrific suicide which affected the lives of all his loving family and so many friends. As the anniversary of his passing away is now just over a year, we remember his struggle with his addiction and he enormous joy he brought to so many in his life. Rest in peace.
To my dearest brother, you lost your battle to the devil 6 years ago today. You are missed more than words could ever describe but your memories give me the strength i need to proceed. In my heart is where I will keep you until we meet again. RIP Your little sister
Your little sister
To: Brian In loving memory of my precious son Brian, who lost his battle with addiction on 4/15/2005. His struggle with heroin was so difficult. I know how badly he wanted to be free of that dreadful disease but was not successful in overcoming it. He was tortured by that ugly thing. I remember how sweet he was when he was sober and how desperate he became when he was sick from withdrawal. I miss and love him so much but I truly believe that the Lord saved him from his suffering when he took him home. I pray that he has found peace and tranquility where he is. Much as I miss my son, I am happy that his suffering has come to an end. Brian, I will be so happy when it's my turn to return home and I am with you again. I love you with all my heart. I would give anything to hug you just one more time. Just to see you smile one more time. I hate heroin. All our beautiful children taken before their time. Always in my heart Bri. Love Mom
Maureen Sullivan
"To Love is to receive a glimpse of Heaven." Remembering you Ry; our son, brother, nephew, grandson, cousin and friend. We will continue to BELIEVE, have faith and LOVE ALWAYS.....Yesterday, Today and tomorrow we love you to the moon and back.... and we miss you more than the words in Webster allow. "ONE LOVE" Ryan.....Always in our hearts.
In memory of my beloved son - Dustan Yarman, who died 02/12/13 from an overdose of diphenhydramine and huffing computer duster. Dustan, you left us too soon. We loved you so much, and did everything we could to save you. But your addiction was stronger. The Lord saw how unhappy you were and called you home to be in peace. I am so sorry that you were by yourself that day. Everyone who loves you has a tremendous emptiness in our hearts. We will see each other again. Until then - Shine on You crazy Diamond. I love you and miss you so much. Mom
Susan Yarman Barnett
First, I am so saddened by the amount of beautiful souls that have been lost to this disease. I have watched so many lose this fight. I'm a mother of 3 boys who struggle with this... and April 11, 2013 I lost my youngest son Jordan to this. He was only 20 years old, and that phone call haunts me forever. I've been in recovery myself for years and would of thought my boys would see the hope in recovery and how it's possible if they want it! I will do anything to educate the youth or parents. And today I see just how powerful this addiction is, because my other boys still struggle even after losing their brother. My son Jordan was such a gift, like so many are. He loved people and always had a way to make people feel better but struggled with himself. He had a way to shine and bring out the best in others. I could go on and on about him, I just know my life will never be the same and I will forever miss him, his smile, and his presences here.Jean from Boston
Jean from Boston
My tribute is for Keith Talley. I can't believe August 20 will be one year. All that was left was the message you sent me that night because you couldn't beat me at Songpop. I still can't take you off my request list! I love you, kid. Not a day goes by that I don't think about you. I know you wanted to be better, I know you wanted to change. I couldn't even come up to look at you one last time because I want your smile, your laugh, your mischievous eyes in my memory. Watching them drive away with you broke my heart. I hope to see you again someday and I hope you know how much you are loved and missed❤ Kelly
Sean - It has been what seems like forever since you left us, but your smiling face will forever be embedded in our hearts. Peace and love always...Mom and Dad
Mom and Dad
To my precious son, Ryan. I love you and miss you so much. Thank you for giving me 24 of the best years in my life. I will be with you again. Love forever, Mom
tina koch
To my beautiful son, Salvatore Marchese. I thank you and God for giving me the honor of being your Mom. You truly are a beautiful soul and had a heart of gold. You touched so many lives and your memory will forever live on. I love you my son and you will be "Forever In My Heart"
Mom (Patty DiRenzo
It has been just over a month...June 22 is a day I will never forget. We talked on the phone and ended with I love yous. Never in a million years could I have imagined that would be the last time I would ever hear your voice. You chose heroin that night....why? You told me you were happy and not doing drugs. Every time I wanted to believe you. That is because I love you and wanted happiness for you. Now there is no happiness...just lots and lots of tears. I know you struggled with addiction... I just never thought I would lose you. I hate drugs. I love you Garnett and I miss you every minute of every day. You are forever in my heart.
Jill Hepworth
Susan I know you tried to get sober and clean but I know in my heart that you could not beat your addiction down. May you rest in peace and know we will love and miss you forever! Thanks for being my friend for 18 yrs! I feel like there are times I can't breath cause you can't answer! It will be hard to let go, hard not having you around in my presence. God Bless!
Stephanie Steffan
Our little brother Justin Lee Smith. Gone but never forgotten. 11 May 1990 - 15 May 2013
Keri Schneider
Travis, you were a smart, caring friend and you will be missed dearly. I'll always remember the good times we had blazing for the first time or spending time at the river. I pray for your family and your brother during this tough time.
My dear friend Lea, You died last December 24th, 10 minutes before midnight. I said God came and got himself an early Christmas present. You touching so many lives before you left us. Only 29 years old and you fought so hard all the way. I was so proud to be your sponsor, I loved you and you loved me. We were friends but you were my teacher too. Thank-you for your lessons dear friend. I carry them with me throughout my day and I will never forget you because you had an enormous impact on my life. Love Mary(Mear)
Darling Danny, dearest friend, lover to all things in nature, the most true and pure of souls. We will always hold you high and dear in our heart, never letting you go xxx
I would like to pay respect to and express sorrow for all who have died as a result of a futile "war on drugs" which in reality is a war on people. So many deaths would not have occurred if we had leaders who had the courage to take drugs out of the hands of organised crime and treat problematic drug use as the health issue that it really is. Until this happens the number of sad tributes will only grow longer.
Geoff Ward
John J & Richard K - Always remembered. Lynda B
In memory of my only son, Mark Jeremy Susong, who died at the age of 21 from a heroin overdose on 2/10/12. He will be remembered by us for much more than the way he died. We miss him every minute of every day.
Jill Susong
Justin, When I heard you had died I was sad. When I learned it was heroin that took you away I was mad. Why? Could I have done more? While I was just the mom of your best friend, I have so many memories of you two as friends. Best friends since first grade. Through thick and thin, you two were always there for each other. I know he worried about you and was happy when you would get clean. Now you are gone, a life cut short, before it had barely begun. My heart is heavy with the pain of those who loved you and have lost you. Rest in peace, watch over us from above, you are now free, fly free. Justin Marshall Cranmer 2/25/92-6/4/13.
R.I.P mother - Solange Waleska Aguila Romero 1960 - 1987.. I only wish my boys had a nan to be able to remember, a calm loving motherly voice that I imagine you had or even just to have a actual memory of you. You were so young, scared and trapped in a evil world. You made too many poor choices, which I only really understand now after making similar choices as a adult.But I changed for my children and am stronger for it now. Unfortunately it led you to be taken from me when I was only 2 - 1/2. I do understand and I do finally forgive you. Love always and forever, your daughter and two grandsons xox
Jess Mcc
My Dearest JIllian, My thoughts cannot replace the person that you were. We are all sinners, but you belong in the pantheon of the most saintly sinners. You will forever be remembered. I will see on the other side... GLH
Juice,Greg November 4, 2008 shall be firmly rooted in me until my dying days. I have carried that day with me ever since. Your efforts saved a life that day, and gave me strength in the face of indifference and hostility to overdose prevention initiatives. Thank you both for taking a chance, and saving not just one life, but many more to come. Gratitude.
always support for all people..
To my much missed sister Nancy, I love and miss you so much. You will always be in my heart and thoughts forever. Love, Cindy
Cindy Dewey
Dear Jeff, I miss you so much. I think of you every day. I wish I didn't have to post a message like this, I wish I could tell you in person and hug you tight. I would bring you back to Belgium with me if I could, maybe you would have had a better life there. Your little girl is so beautiful, she still misses you and thinks of you every day. You'll always be my big bro and I love you so much. I'm so sorry you're not here.
My darling Jaclyn, It's been almost 2 months. Juliana and I miss you every day. She's always saying "I want Mama". All I can say is I want Mama, too. Sometimes it seems like you're not even gone. I will have a fraction of a split second when I will think that I have to tell you something. Other times it seems like you've been gone forever. Katie misses you more than I can imagine. She watches Jules when I need a sitter. I know that you are still here. I see when things are moved, and I hear you when I'm about to do something that you disagree with. And the other night when you kissed Jules on the head at bedtime, my heart just broke. She was so emphatic about it "Mama just gave me a kiss ... on the head. Thank you Mama." Just wanted to tell you that we love you and miss you. Stay around for as long as you can, but when you have to move on, feel free to go. We'll get through. Love, Mom
My beloved brother JT, who passed into heaven Dec 5th 2012 10:55pm. No longer suffering from his exhausting 14 year journey through addiction. I miss and think about you every day. I know you're always with me, until we reunite in heaven. Every day that passes without you here, just gets harder and harder. I love you JT!
Jaclyn Munk, your sister
My dear son, Dustin. You are missed by so many. Every morning is difficult. Once I awake my broken heart takes time for the blood to run through it as I make it through the day finding joy in other ways. Being your mom was everything. I am sorry life was difficult. I am sorry for your pain. I wish I could have done more for you. I wish you peace in heaven. Dustin Scott Christian (Fentanyl patch overdose) March 28, 1994 - March 7, 2012 "Thanks For The Laughter" ~ Love Mom
Julie Scott-Christian
To all those who walked the hard miles but did not make it. You're never forgotten...
In sweet, loving memory of Renier Lifeguard Larry Schoeman, passed on of a drug overdose on January 27th 2013. The battle was just too big son - you fought it with your whole heart. You will always be in our hearts.
Riaan and Sharon Schoeman
To my darling heart Dan, my beautiful man. It's just so unfair. On Wed 10 April 2013 you left us. It's been 3 months. It's unbelievable that you're not here and that you won't walk through the front door, ever again. No kiss as you fly out the door to work, no more big breakfasts with avocado, no more comforting Ruby when she's upset in the dark hours. Babe, your big secret is out. How could it remained a secret? How long did you think you could live your double life without it backfiring? It can never be fixed now. We have no chance to talk about all the things you never told me, about the secrets, the lies, your pain, your true inner battles and struggles. Now there's no chance for you to tell me the way you wanted me to hear it; to answer all those questions that scream and ache inside me. It's taken you away from us. You are my dearest love, my heart is in your hand, for all time, I am so simply devastated. Our Little Turtle is 20 months old now and she has to grow up without you. You two together, all three of us together, are my happiest moments. A moment I need to stretch out, to fill up all the days and nights that span my empty sadness at your loss; for the future that you won't be in. I wish so badly that you could have, or would have, used your voice to reach out. My love, this could have been avoided. Happily-ever-after could have been yours! I wish we could turn the clocks back. Death won't part our love and you will always remain wonderful and amazing to me.
Cara Louise Bramich
To my Beautiful Son Shawn. We will always celebrate your beautiful life, love and laugh. On Sept 30, 2012 heroin took you away from us at only 22 years old. You tried so hard and your many, many devoted friends tried so hard to help you. You were only home and out of rehab for 3 days when your brother Nicky found you unresponsive on the kitchen floor on the day before his 24th birthday. Shawn, you are so loved and missed. You will always be the most loveable, loyal, wittiest, funny and charming kid. You have so many loving friends and family who miss you. We miss calling you our "Ferris Buehler" , a nickname we gave you because like the character in the movie you were so charming and loved by everyone. You were voted as having "the best laugh" in the yearbook because your laugh was so amazing and contagious and lit up a whole room. Now we will never hear that laugh again because of an Oxycontin prescription which turned into an addiction which turned into a heroin addiction. Shawn you were and always will be everyone's love, everyone's best friend, everyone's soulmate. I am so thankful that I was chosen to be your mom for 22 years. You are and always will be my baby faced ninja turtle. I love you Shawn. My heart breaks every second of every day to think that you will not be here to be a little brother to Nicky and a big brother to Jessica but God must think you're really someone special to take you into His kingdom to be happy forever. God only takes the good ones. Shawnie, you were always loyal to everyone and true to your own spirit. You will be in our hearts forever. My baby you will always be. Soar my ninja turtle. Soar. And we will never forget.... Still I Rise. Love, mommy
In honor of my beautiful, sweet and sensitive son, Mitchell. My son passed away from an overdose at the young age of 22. My life is forever altered but I am trying to find ways to go on, not without him, but with him in my heart and as my inspiration forever. My dear boy, Dad, Jared, Sam and Jack all miss you but find it too hard to talk about it. I will never stop talking about you, never stop sharing about you. In my heart I believe life was never going to get any easier for you. I am sorry my dear. We need to do a better job with our youth, addictive illness, and mental illness. You tried my boy, you tried to hang in there but it was not meant to be. I miss you every single moment of every day. It has now been three years, as of 6/11/13. It seems like yesterday. Forever loving you, my son, Mitchy.
To: Ryan We lost you last June 29, 2012 from an unintentional heroin overdose. Kristyn has not been the same since. She misses her husband so badly. Kayden misses his daddy; he looks just like you, Ryan, and has your sweet, gentle disposition. He's 20 months old now. Mya misses her stepdad. She's 5 now. I miss my sweet son in law. You are loved dearly by so many people.
Lynn, Kristyn, Mya, and Kayden
I just lost my baby brother, the other half of my soul, this week. He was 33 and an amazing father and husband. My brother had a terrible car accident which left him in so much pain. It started with the pain meds and ended with heroin. I hate the word heroin as it conjures up an image of wayward souls, of the weak. My brother was anything but weak. He fought demons as only a warrior could do and he did it in silence for many years. Oscar completed an intensive inpatient program and was home in time for Fathers Day. He found his way back to The Lord and I find comfort in that. I believe he was called home now before he lost his way again. I don't know what misery his passing saved him from. I only know that my brother was the sum of all things complicated, beautiful and sometimes dark. He was the other half of my soul which is in Heaven now. I will never get over this and perhaps I shouldn't because I will never forget either. Sweet dreams my precious one. Love forever, your big sister.
This is to my dearest son Larry. On May 24th 2013 I got a call saying my son tried to take his life by a drug overdose. He is in a coma now with severe brain damage. He is 28 years old, has a wonderful family and a little girl who is 5. We are hoping for a miracle. That's all we have to hold on to.
Dena J.
Dear Momma,I am still in shock. Although I knew you struggled with an addiction to prescription medications, I never thought this would happen to us. You had been doing so well and staying sober the last 6 months, I thought maybe you had beat this, and that I finally had my mom back. Little did I know when I found you had relapsed on May 4th, that on the morning of May 5th 2013, dad would wake up and find you already gone.I thought we would wake up and try to convince you to go to rehab to prevent any more relapses. But we didn't have the chance. It's not fair you would never let us get you extra help, and that I am now left without a mother at 26 years old. And my daughter without her Gma she loved so much at 7 years old. You will now never see me get married, have more children, see Alaina cheerleading (who was the apple of your eye) or be there to grow old with Dad. We're all heartbroken and nothing will ever make us feel better. But we will learn to live with it. But if anything can come from this, it's going to be that I vouche to help anyone I can going through this addiction, to get help, the right way. Even if I can try to help one less person to go through this hell and loss, I will do my best to do so. Always in my heart momma. Love you
A Lost Daughter
Dear Mommy, The last time we talked (7/13/2012) I was going to take you to lunch on my day off (the next day) (7/14/2012) You said ok..I said I loved you! You said I love you back and I didn't need to come over you were going to bed early. WOW!!! If I only known that would be our last conversation I would have said more or just came over..(GUT FEELING) My life turned upside down as you ended your life that day/eve. Sure you left a note. Not good enufffff!!! Mom! You look every bottle of pills you had to make sure it was a done deal. Now I'm left all alone in life and that's a done deal. I'm scared, sad, alone and miss you so much it hurts! Everyday I look at your picture next to my bed and wonder: If only I'd come over would you be gone!!! Mom I love you!!! But I'm mad and all alone..why why why? I miss you every second of the day. Love your daughter Tracy P.S. Tell dad I love and miss him so very much as he died one month and a day before you. Both parents gone in a month. My love is all you said. God is all you said. We will have to talk when I get to the golden gates. Love you !!!See you in my dreams..Alway hugging you in my arms and heart.
My beautiful son Brett this should never have happened your strength will never be forgotten..I miss you more than words can say.. I love you so very much Mum Xx
My Heart-28081999
To Cory Monteith, It has been 47days since you left us. you fought so hard to overcome your addiction, but lost the battle at the end. I really can't believe that you're gone now. you left us way too soon. I don't know if you can hear or see me but I'm always praying and thinking of you my angel and I promise you to keep doing than till it's my turn to leave this wonderfull wonderfull world. Thank you so much for all the things you've done for this world. for us, your fans. for your family and friends. for Lea. I wish I couuld see your hansome smile for the last time. My heart just breaks while writing this. You've been such an inspiration and idol for a lot of people (including me) I feel so awful for them. I just can't imagine what they're going through. I miss you so! Our beautiful bright star in the sky. Our beautiful angel in heaven. Still can't believe that you have passed away.May the good Lord look after you and love you. I look forward to the day we are reunited. Cory,you've been taken by angels and they only choose the best people to take Still, it hasn't registered that you're not going to be here anymore.. Rest In Peace. I will always be thinking of you.. you'll be forever in my heart. I love you. Love Rim.
Rim Grimaldi
This tribute is to my beautiful daughter Brie'Anna, the most loving, caring, genuine young women. Brie, as we called her passed away from a heroin overdose at the age of 20 on January 8, 2013. Part of me died that day with her and life as I knew it changed forever. My life without my daughter is so empty and lonely and I grieve for her so bad I wonder if the pain whatever ease. Brie left behing an older sister and brother, a youner sister and two parents we loved her very much. She fought for about 5 yrs and fought hard to overcome her addiction. The friends she was with the night of her overdose could of saved her life by simply dialing 911, but they were so scared of getting in trouble so they dropped her off at the ER and left. She was DOA but the doctors were able to revive her. She was placed on life support and ultimately passed 3 days later. Brie, mommy and daddy love you very much. I look forward to meeting you in heaven when its my turn to join you. Until then please know we think about you every minute of every day your beautiful smile shines through the floor of heaven and we miss & love you more than words can say. I know you are with us always. I love you!!! <3
Michele (mommy) Bowersox
To ALL that lost the battle after fighting a good fight. Your struggle is over , as u find Peace in a better place. Fly high & stay close to the families left behind to mend their broken hearts.
To: Cory For inspiring millions of people. For staying positive despite all the hardships. For being an amazing boyfriend to an equally amazing woman. For showing that your life was a lot more than an addiction and that you can reach the heights despite your illness, for being a hero. We still love you frankenteen. Keep on drumming.
In memory of the brightest star, kindest heart, strongest spirit I have ever beautiful baby boy...RJ Boudreau Jr <3 9/18/1990-11/5/2012 I love you and miss you so is so empty without you. Love, Mom
Robin Boudreau
Ryan, Always on my mind Forever in my heart Love and Miss You!!
Remembering: Foo, Jordan, Simon, Tammy, Brent, Ryan Love you always and will never forget any of you. I am inspired to continue to work in Harm Reduction to educate others on the risks of overdose. Miss you my friends, so much. Rest easy.
To my son that we just recently lost on July 2,2013 to a drug overdose, Ryan. We love and miss you more than words will ever be able to express. You left us with empty souls and broken hearts. May God give us the strength to take our loss and help others in your name. Love you always and forever, Mom and Dad <3
Ryan’s Mom
To: Cory Monteith Hi Cory. Maybe I don't have the right to write you a letter but I just wanted to thank you for having been and still being so inspiring. I won't remember you for the way you left, but for the ways you saved every single one of us. As Finn you taught us that everyone has a second chance and we'll never thank you enough. You'll always be in my heart. Goodbye Hero. With love, Valeria.
My Dear Son Matthew: Our love for you endures and the memory of you will never fade. You live in our hearts now, but soon will live forever on paradise earth. John 5:28, 29. My hope is to see you there and we will talk, laugh, and hug again.
To my son Shawn, 28, who died of a heroin overdose on 18 Jan 2013, he was handsome, smart, funny, would do anything for anyone but could not kick his addiction. My heart is broken, there is not a minute in the day you're not with me. I miss and love you so much.
Sonja Kampmeier
To: Chris, Katie, and Kyle Three amazing lives lost.. Three stories never finished. Who would you be today? Kyle - what would our children look like? I will never forget you three. Gone but never forgotten! - Danielle
My darling David You were the light of my life in an uncertain time. You showed me that the world could be truly beautiful if you just took the time to look. I hope you are still making beautiful discoveries. I miss you every day.
For Michelle English: I wrote this almost a year after she passed. It took me even longer to actually share it with anyone, even those that knew her and her circumstances. Beloved Friend June 2, 2011 at 9:14am I'd been running my facebook support page for months. It had grown to the point where it needed multiple admins and to be checked multiple times a day instead of the once every few days back in the beginning. We had hundreds of members instead of the handful I expected. I guess I didn't realize how many people there were like me, that couldn't get to a face to face support group, or needed more when they were home. I first noticed Michelle because her posts were a little hard to understand. She was using her phone to access the page, and her typos and missing words were always a part of the posts. She was very down, there were no okay posts, only down ones. She would say she couldn't take it, she would say it hurt too much. After a few weeks I was talking to her in inbox messages as well as on the page. We had added each other as friends. I read a note of hers that was titled "Read only if you are strong." She never wanted to bring others down or put things on them that they couldn't handle. She told me to make sure that I was doing good before reading it. It was a description of what she'd gone through recently. Her son has Dravet's Syndrome - a child seizure disease. She was constantly overtired because he would have fits through the night as well as the day, and during the day there was no rest because her daughter was awake. She suffered multiple types of abuse by her ex husband, some worse than I want to remember reading, even after the divorce. She only had one really close friend who would visit when she could, when she wasn't working to help take care of Michelle's son. Other than that, she was pretty much on her own. Even her family was not helping much regardless of her son's health and her mental health. She made a post one night when I was overtired. As I said before, sometimes her posts were hard to understand. It had something to do with finishing a handful, and I didn't know what she meant. I am not even sure how I responded but she said it was good I didn't understand her, and she deleted the comment. I realized she was meaning to finish an overdose, that she'd just been starting. I sent her messages in her inbox asking her not to, and begging her to call a crisis line, giving her the phone numbers (she was in the UK so I had to look them up, but I did as quickly as possible). I was pleading to a non-responsive screen. The next day she apologized and she thanked me. She told me she flushed the rest of those pills. About a week later, we got a message that she overdosed and was in hospital. She messaged us again when she was out; she left as soon as they took out the IV needles. She hated hospitals. A week later I was messaging her again. I'd seen on her friends wall that she was "going to visit her friend for the last time." I saw on her wall that her friend would be there soon. I asked her why this would be the last time. She messaged me back saying that she'd tell me the next day maybe. I assured her that I was doing good that Saturday morning, and that my boyfriend would be with me all day and all day the next day, so if I might need support, this was the best time to tell me. She told me she was dealing with the consequences. I asked what that meant, and she said her liver was failing. The two overdose attempts weren't the first. The damage she'd done to her liver was irreversible and because of the reason for the damage, there was no chance of a transplant. After a couple days, I finally got the courage to ask her friend how long she had, because through the conversation, Michelle gave no real indication. A couple weeks maybe. My heart sank. This woman suffered through so much between her ex husband, her mental state, her children's health and she had tried to end it all. Each time she'd lived she would ask God why, but say he must have a reason. If she thought one of her friends was depressed that day, she would inbox another friend with problems instead of posting where everyone could see. Even when she told me she was dying, her main concern was whether or not I was going to be okay with finding out. As the days passed, she would post things on the wall of the support group. One stuck out in my mind the most. "I wish I could turn back the clock but can't." Michelle English, mother of two, beloved friend, passed away on Good Friday less than one week after she told me she would pass. I'm not a Christian, but she was, so that is how I remember the day. The date was April 22, 2011. Many people have attempted suicide. Myself included. Sometimes people plan it, sometimes it is done spontaneously. This is a woman who attempted, survived, and then had almost two weeks to come to terms with the fact that she WAS indeed dying. There was no passing out and not waking up, no immediate death. She had to come to terms with what dying really meant. Her response to it? "I wish I could turn back the clock." She is missed. She is loved. It took dying to make her want to live and by then it was too late. I hope anyone who reads this looks for what there is to live for, even if it's just a single person they love, and holds onto it with all their strength until they feel that life is worth living again. We can't turn back the clock. ~Melissa Ledger
Melissa Sin Ledger
To my soulmate Talin. Together we overcame addiction and stopped risking our lives on unsafe meds and doses. Unfortunatly the damage was already done to your body, which led you to have liver failure, taking away the effectiveness of your meds and cut your life short. So I made the decision to find the best Dr/specialist to work together to find the right combination of meds. Some of them are still a bit risky and my doses are still on the high side but thanks to you watching over me I have faith you'll get me through. I try and take it one day at a time to keep me on track, but who knows where this track will take me. But with you as my guardian angel, together we'll make it through this. I can't wait to be with you again. I'll always love you forever. John: I hate that I lost you to an overdose of drugs and alcohol but as time goes on the anger lessens. I miss you very much and being my first love I'll love you forever and ever. xoxo
To Lori, an amazing women who gave so much love and left us too soon. Thank you for being the best other mom I could have. I never got a chance to tell you how much you impacted my life - from what I eat to how I speak. I still can't believe that you're not here, but I think of you all the time. You are missed so very much and I love you beyond words. I hope that you are now at peace. Love, Jazzy (your other daughter)
To Helen Maree Stagoll, Such a sad loss and waste of such a beautiful ,amazing young girl. Passed 2nd May 2010 of methadone overdose aged 16. Loved always and missed every single day. You had a damn tough life girly, wish you could have stuck around for it to get better. Love Kathryn
In loving memory of my Mommy.... You were taken from me on 1/26/12 and it still feels like yesterday. I miss you with every breath I take. You fought your battles and tried to out run your demons but your cross was too heavy to bear. For too long you struggled with depression and narcotic abuse was a new way of "dealing" with that depression. There will always be a hole in my heart. I can't believe you're gone. I miss and love you so very much!
I would like to post a tribute to a friend named Steve Taylor. He overdosed this weekend, but he was brought back to life. Tomorrow, the doctors will pull all life support and allow him to pass. I would also like to post a tribute to John Erdek, my very dear friend. Your son is amazing, he looks so much like you it's hard to even look at Sam without almost crying. He's wonderful and you'd be so proud. We miss you. For anyone struggling, don't give up. I have lost too many people to drug overdose. I know you can make it through - I am living proof you can have your life back. Just don't quit, because life truly is precious.
For my son, my life, my everything. Thank you for an amazing 20 years...your life has touched so many and you are thought of and talked about every day. You are forever the best thing I have ever done... Max 'The King' Cota 8/8/91-9/7/11
Laurie Cota
It's only been 3 weeks since you left us and we struggle with the questions and emptiness. We love and miss you to the moon and back baby. You are forever 22. We promise to never forget you. Your legacy lives on in your beautiful daughter. Please surround us with your love and be happy until we meet again. Love, Momma, Doug, Amber, Dylan and Madison, Nana and Papa and Layla Xoxoxo
To: Gavin. From: Dave It has not even been one year since the evil Heroin finally took you from us,it was a long road for us both. Now that your gone i can't help but feel ever so guilty over your death,all those years ago when we did not know any better as young kids we started using Heroin together but the thing that always sticks in my mind is the fact that i injected you on your first time because you were so scared of needle's,(that didn't last long) I wasn't a seasoned pro but i managed it,you were off your face and loving every moment of the rush you got,ever since that day there was no turning back for you ( i was already in its grip ) and for you it was also the start of a long nightmare. We both got wasted over the years and loved it but it eventually catches up with everyone. It was my dad who was told by a friend and rang me here in London to tell me you had died of an overdose,my world was shattered,my best friend from childhood was gone,the friend i had hoped would get clean because i myself had got clean many years before,settled down and even got married,something i never thought would ever happen to me and i wanted you to experience everything i had,i wanted you to get clean so much ut it was never to be my brother. I know live with the guilt of getting you strung out and maybe i deserve it,but we did love it at the time and never predicted what we was getting ourselves into. If i could change it my brother i would do it in a heartbeat. I struggle everyday to stay clean but you are helping me,i can feel your presence close by me all the time,especially when times are hard,THANK YOU. I love and miss you each and every day and cant wait to meet you again,keep me a space in heaven as i know you are there. I'm so sorry. I know you are at peace now and you don't have to worry about where your next few quid is coming from,all that nonsense is over for you. Rest in peace my friend,my health is not the best from all the abuse my body received over the years so my life will definitely be shortened by the abuse so keep an eye out for me,it will not be too long before i join you. Rest in peace.
To Sumnner Ann Kesty - you are always in our hearts. We will never let you be defined by your addiction, you were the center of our universe and continue to guide us in love and in spirit. You were an artist, an athlete, and most of all a good friend. We remember the good times, the laughs and the fun. We miss you beyond words but know that we will all be reunited one day. Until that day sweet girl, stay close and continue to make your presence known! Big hugs and love Summie.
Mom, Dad And Logan
For my Darling husband Phil who died on 10th June 2013 from an overdose, after battling severe depression for all of his 35 years of life. I hope I made you happy for the 2 years we had together but I wish we had had longer. I hope you are finally at peace and resting and waiting for me. Till then....always and forever more. Your Soph xxxx
To all of you my friends who have gone too soon, too young, too fast... You made me laugh, smile and cry. You will never be forgotten. My relentless fight against stigmatizing and false information is partially for you and because of you. Thank you for glimpsing through my life and forgive my past rage and anger wrongly directed to you... Love and Light from your Sofia
Sofia Lopes
Dennis, Dave, Jamie, Maggie, Vincent,Clifford, Stevie B and so many more whose names I cannot remember....beautiful, misunderstood and let down. From the days before Naloxone was available to people who use drugs, sadly not available enough as yet in many areas
Eric Brian. It's been one week and one day since we lost you. I don't know if I will ever stop missing you. You were always my favorite brother.
To: Matthew Hines 13-08-81 ~ 05-04-2005 My beautiful son Matty passed away on April 5th 2005, aged 23 from a heroin overdose. Today he would have celebrated his 32nd birthday. There is not a day goes by that I don't miss him, or that my eyes don't swell with tears sometimes of happy memories, sometimes of what I could have done to help him. When I see an addict now, my heart breaks, I know that there is a mum, dad, sibling, that may one day get that knock on the door.........RIP my beautiful son.....Forever Young xxxxx
Helen Hines
Darrick, Dear: I was always amazed that even after you left our house you had an uncanny way of always knowing when we had company and when there was food on the table! :) You, the only man among your "aunties". We delighted in your dancing eyes, your inquisitive mind, and your light-up-a-room smile. You are missed every day.
Linda Scherrer
My precious son Justin, Life will never be the same without you. My heart is broken. I love you so. Watch over us and help your brother Charlie. Your smile could light up this earth. I miss you so........ Till we meet again.... I love you MOM
such a heartbreaking touchy subject. To my mum Vicky, died 16/7/92 always thinking of you. your 2nd grandchild is due to b born in 2 weeks. you would of been so proud! love always Alisha x x x
alisha finn
My Darling grandson Darrick: You tried to fight your demons but alcohol and drugs were not the answer. The two years you lived with us were the most important years of my life. Important because of the lessons I needed to learn. I loved you so much. There is a memorial in our back yard for you and the flag is in it. After you died, you made your presence known by what happened with the flag. I made a video for Youtube called "Overdosed-Should have called 911." It was just released. Maybe we can help save one more life. Linda and I are having a Civil Union. I so wanted you there. I talk to you every day. I love you, Bubbi
Bobbi Furer
On 6/15/2013 my 20-year-old son Trevor died of a heroin overdose at home 2 days before he was set to go into rehab. My heart is broken. Every day I miss you and think of you. You are no longer struggling. Rest in peace Trev. Love you Mom.
C Worden
To Simon, our wonderful, caring and loving son, who became an "Accidental Addict" to pharmaceuticals following a tragic car accident. We know you fought so hard to stay with us. We treasure the 34 years we shared with you. Be at peace now knowing you will always be loved and remembered. Your Loving Family
Margaret Millington
To my brother Andrew (passed 10/5/2012) you are in my thoughts daily never to be forgotten. May the pain & suffering we have endured some how touch & save the lives of others suffering from addiction. We know you're finally at peace in a much better place. xoxo
To: Kelby Ward (12-5-2013 6-5-2015) Babe your son and I will never forget you. We love you so much life just isn't the same without you. I wish there was something - anything I could have done to help you but your cross was heavy and now you're free of the demons that have been chasing you!
To our wonderful son Andrew who passed away on 8/11/12. You are the sunshine that never stops. Until we meet again....
Mom & Dad
To all those who I have passed by along that road we all know too well. Many lost, some still dying too long before their time! I dream of still hearing your voice, seeing you smile touching souls. I carry with me the mark you left on the World..........RIP! I pray for the day when no more will be lost! Together as we creep towards working as one this day shall come! XXXXX Love to all who have been touched by the damage done!
Billy Vienneau 6/23/12 Forever in my Heart and on my mind. I love you and miss you all the days of my life. Love, mom
Lauren vienneau
To: Jake In loving memory of my precious and only child, Jake. The light and love of my life. You brought so much joy and happiness to my world. Twenty four years wasn't enough time with you. Your absence has left a void that will never be filled. I miss you with every breath I take. You fought so hard, for so long. But you left me with the legacy of your strength and courage. It's what helps me to go on now.... I love you, my precious Son.
To my beautiful girl Zoe, we love you, we miss you, we think about you every day. Your story is making a real difference, lives are being touched, lives are being saved. I just wish more than anything in the world, that I could have you back with me. Loving you so much, Forever Mom.
Robin Kellner
In loving memory to Dennis P Fitzgerald
Joan Fitzgerald
In memory of my son, Jeffrey Aaron Stein (7/1/92 - 7/24/2012). I love you my angel. You're never forgotten. Nothing Gold Can Stay ~Robert Frost Natures first green is gold Her hardest hue to hold Her early leafs a flower Then leaf subsides to leaf So Eden sank to grief Dawn goes down to day Nothing gold can stay
Jennifer Ogonowsky
Dearest Josh ~ my heart aches when I think about the pain you must have been in through your active addiction. I pray that your heart has healed and your joy has been renewed. I miss you every day. I love you.
My immediate younger brother passed away December 13, 2001 of a Oxycontin-synthetic heroin OD. That stuff overtakes a person preying on their vulnerabilities. The fight is to get Oxycontin and other psychotropic killers who really only serve to destroy people done away with. It's a difficult battle fought on a daily basis, but one worth fighting for. TBI, PTSD, bipolar disorder- these are very complex neurological situations with intricate family dynamics associated with them. A part of my life is dedicated to advancing traumatic brain injury reintegration for the sake of my brothers, my family, and many others like us.
Andrew Tirado
For you, Sara-bean, There are NO COINCIDENCES! National overdose day being recognized on THE DAY you passed (one year later)!!!?! Will never forget you ... you continue to inspire me to work harder with the newcomer who thinks they can use just once more. Love and miss you, Frank K
Frank K
I miss you every day my sweet brother. I know you are watching over me and all of your friends and family, but it doesn't stop the pain in my heart.
To: Becky You will be deeply missed by so many who loved being with you. It is difficult to know you could not find the peace you deserved in your life. This world was a better place for all who knew you and we will remember the blessing you were to each of us in your own very special way. Rest in peace.
To my son David, 12/21/93 - 12/4/11 Words cannot express how much you are missed!!! You brought so much joy and light into our lives. My Christmas baby, nothing is right without you here. I will cry everyday until Jesus takes me home and I see your face. Miss your Hugs!!!! My sweet, humble, smart, beautiful son ❤. Love You Forever, Mom
Liz Wiggins
This tribute is to my mother, my best friend. Not a day goes by where you aren't on my mind. I love you so much and I miss you dearly.
Always in my heart... burned down deep into my soul. Not a day goes by that I don't remember your laugh, your heart, your being, your essence... You live on in our children and grandchildren and I will forever be grateful for our time together. </3 you, Me Richard J Newbury II ~ 1966-2006 ~ fought a long battle with bipolar disorder and co-occurring substance abuse. It's not common knowledge but statistically the percentage of deaths that occur from this horrific combination disease is higher then those that die from cancer. Adequate medical treatment and research into prevention of death and eradication of this disease is lacking and needs to be stepped up and made a priority so we can stop senseless deaths.
Melissa Newbury
To: Adam & Linda, Linda you had a smile that could light up the room,I miss that smile on my darkest days. Adam, I'm sorry, for so many things, but mostly for allowing the young innocent boy you were to come into our circle and get pulled down as far as you did. xx & a few words on my own overdose & the state of Australia's pharmacuetical abuse.
Toni-Marie Rawk
Think about you everyday dad. Going to play a song for you tonight. X
Raging bull Lewis
To my baby brother, I miss you all the time, 21 years was too short of a time. I love you Christopher
Remembering a young man today, who gave the world his trust and the most beautiful smiles, despite living such a troubled life. Thank you for touching so many lives. I wish it hadn't all been over too soon. I hope that you are safe and happy now. You are missed.
To Whitney Dayle Carmack---7/8/89-2/15/13....My only child.....You will forever be in my heart. xamanu
samantha sad it had to end like this.too younto go and im glad i could give you some good free....saen
For Tom P, the best angry young punk I ever knew. It's been a long time, but you are missed and remembered. I miss your intelligent arguments, the pride that you had in being who you were, and still wonder what might have been.
For Cory, Your beautiful heart lives on each and every day. Your inspiration is the light that guides us to the winds of change and your helpful spirit will continue to live on and make a difference. We love and miss you.
Ashley D
To my many friends and the dozens of people that have touched my life over the years that have died an much too early death
Craig Marsden
To Tyler: Too young, you lost your battle with this horrible disease in July. So many are affected and will miss you terribly. We hope you find peace and that your family heals. For Geoffrey we are hoping he finds the courage to recover and find happiness.
Louise k.
My brave Max, we miss you more than words can express. Your gooness inspires me to be the best that I can be. Your kindness mattered and continues to matter. You made a huge difference in this world. We love you and you will never be forgotten. You will always stay safe in my heart. Mom
Karen Malandruccolo
To my beautiful son, George David Maras: My Georgie passed away on December 13, 2007,but not a day goes by when he is not in my thoughts, and my heart,from the moment I wake up until I go to sleep at night. My life will never be the same without him, but I believe he is with me all the time. I will love you forever, until we meet again. Mom
Marilyn Maras
To my beautiful son, Shawn Sperling. Forever 22. We will always celebrate your beautiful life, your never ending love and your amazing, contagious laugh. That laugh that was voted "the best laugh" in the yearbook will never be heard again. Heroin took you from us 11 months today. Your many friends and family miss you and celebrate you every day. This terrible addiction didnt define who you were. You were everyone's best friend. Everyone's soul mate. What started an an OxyContin prescription quickly became a heroin addiction. Three days out of rehab and you were gone. Shawnie, my Ninja turtle, I am so thankful that I got to be your mom for 22 years. Keep sending me butterflies. I will love you forever. My baby you will always be. Soar my Shawnie. Soar. Until we meet again. Forever in our hearts. I love you. Xoxoxox
for my nephew Jack an amazing young man.He fought hard with his heroin addiction and lost the battle on Feb.17th 2011.i miss you .you will never be forgotten. Love Uncle Peter
peter kaupp
To my brother, best friend, hero, lifesaver, confidant, comrade, my favorite in all the world... I love you. I think of you every morning, every day, and every night. I walk these streets that are crowded and yet so empty without you here. Our neighborhood is full of people, places, and things that remind me of you and the beautiful person you are. I am proud of the recovery you had and know how many lives you changed in your sobriety. I struggle to let go of the accident that woke the wild beast that you went to every length to fight, day in and day out for four amazing years. You will always be the most special person to me. With all my love, Your sister Beck
Our dear Colin - we miss you so very much. My son died 10/11/11 of a heroin overdose, still is so unreal and too hard to hold this truth. I ache to have more time, to be able to take away his struggle and pain. The drugs took away my son before he left. We had our beautiful times together - but all too fleeting. His sisters adored him and he was the sweetest big brother who loved them so so much. They too struggled with his choices - but stayed his constant - always loving him. Colin was so much more than his drug use - he was so smart, and gentle and curious about the universe. a unique beautiful being. We love you Colin forever, Mom, Lynne and Kelly
Anne, Lynne and Kelly
[...] a comprehensive list can be found here. Tributes to lost friends and loved ones can be left on the overdose day website and the Harm Reduction Coalition as put together a special podcast to commemorate the [...]
International Overdose Awareness Day – Harm Reduction Coalition
Amber I can't believe it's been months without you it feels like forever. We miss you so much and I know you are looking down on your family. I think of you every day and wish you were here but I know you are happier now. Miss you and love you xoxo
My niece & Godchild Nicole D. Zippel (1/23/80-11/29/06) It is almost 7 years that you left us to go too a better place were you have no more pain or suffering. Your family & friends Love You & Miss You everyday! Your son Phoenix is growing up to be a fine young man. He is a loving & caring 7 year old boy. He is so much like you in every way. He is our life line that keeps us going. Love & Miss You Always, Aunt Anna
Anna Anzalone
To :Jody Johns 4/19/69-2/25/11 We think about you every day and we know that you are watching over us keeping us safe. Some of us die to keep some of us alive. Kristen,Shea and Soso bugga
Kristen Bnt
To my son, we miss you and love you so much please watch over your brothers and let them know you are there with them as they go thru their days. Always Mommy
Tracy Lawrence Felton
Debra, You lived a short life but you did leave us with great memories which helps get us through each day a little easier! You are deeply missed and loved! Until we meet again....................
Your sister
3 years ago my ex husband and father of my 3 sons overdosed on really a Molotov cocktail of everything. We divorced solely because I did not want That to happen right in front of us. August 31 is our youngest sons birthday. He will be 11. I can't explain how is final overdose has effected all of us. Shaken us to the core. There is and always will be an empty spot where his smile used to be. It wasn't his first overdose, just the last. How does the cycle end? I wish I knew. But my daily prayer is that someone somewhere will stop and think about those left behind.
This is a tribute to my beautiful niece Lauren, my handsome nephews Joseph & Stephen. You are forever in our hearts. You are all sober now and no longer fighting the demon of addiction. I love & miss you so much.
Aunt Chris
After 17 months of sobriety it took only 15 days for addiction to take my great friend from this world. We miss you Chris. God does not take people he receives them, you would be amazed at how your passing has helped so many people. You are missed but never forgotten.
Joe Wegner
My beautiful friend Simone another year has passed and i still miss you as much today as the day we lost you. I treasure the wonderful memories we shared but at the same time my heart breaks not having you here. Only those who have lost someone through overdose understand the pain thats felt by those left behind. When things get wobbly for me please stand by my side and give me the stregnth you gave me when you were here. I love you and miss you-lisa xxxx
lisa doyle
to my beautiful daughter alycia maria turke and handsome son richard john turke u two were with me for more then half my life i feel my world ended first w alycia then one yr later richard how i miss u two xoxo mommy
cynthia turke
To Dylan: I lost my 15 year old son Dylan Turcotte June 23, 2013 of a heroin overdose. Was completely unexpected and very heartbreaking to think that he would even venture into that realm, but as others know it is happening much too often. God help us to get a handle on this somehow. Dylan I know you are in Gods arms in complete peace. I love and miss you every day and cherish the short 15 years we had with you. I know you are in good company up there and can't wait to see you soon! Love mom....
jewel turcotte
To my sister, who died at the young age of 23 from an accidental heroin overdose. It was the 'just one more' that killed you. People need to understand that this is real and it is happening to countless people all over the world. Don't waste your life. Create something beautiful instead.
To Anthony Aldo Simeone the love of my life taken too soon. Forever and always mi amor. We will meet again soon. R.I.P.
To Mike: My husband, my best friend, my love you left me way to soon just a little over a month ago now. I will never understand why or how it even came to this. My heart is forever yours! I will use the strength, love and happiness you gave me for 6 short years to guide our boys. I know you are free now so fly high and wait patiently for me! I love you!
Jeffrey James Corbett,7/9/91-9/18/13 He was my best friend, more loyal and caring than anybody I've ever met. He was more than a friend to me, he knew it as did I. He was my brother. It breaks me to know we'll never text each other about random stuff, or watch Dexter together. I will never forget the night you texted me wanting to hang out, unaware this night would change me forever. Damn as soon as I saw you I knew you were doped up, but not to the point of OD, was I WRONG. Man those last couple hours of you being conscious I'll cherish FOREVER. Thinking of all those last times is unbearable! I've been thinking a lot of 'what-ifs'and watch them unwind differently to where you come out alive. That night, I left you in my room to grab us some grub to sober you up, unaware that when I returned you'd no longer be breathing.
My dearest and closest friend Joy you have now been gone just over 2 months. My heart will remain broken for my lifetime and every minute of every day you are in my thoughts. I always promised I would always be there for you no matter what and I have failed to protect you from what happened, for which I am eternally sorry. My best friend you will always be and you will never be forgotten even for a second. I miss you so much my dearest Joy and I hope you are in heaven being the angel as you were here on earth. You meant everything to me, and that will never change. Rest In Peace Joy Miclat. 08/06/1979 - 15/07/2013 I will love you always and forever. xx
In tribute of my beautiful, kind and most special loving niece. Her name is Melissa Kosmin. She was fun and full of life and giggles. She had a hard time on earth with depression, anxiety and nervousness. She only wanted to be happy, be normal, find a true love, get married and have children. She was very smart and had many talents speaking mutiple lanquages and was first in her graduating classes in high school and college. She was smart about many things and spoke very well on many subjects. She just had not found her way in life yet. We were all sure she eventually would. It was just taking longer for her. She however cut her life short last night on Sept 19th 2013. She was only in her early 30s. She had overdosed before but was always caught in time by her mother (my sister). My sister's heart was torn out many times. I warned my niece that I would not forgive her if she took her life because she would kill my sister. My sister has been sleep ever since she found Melissa and my fear is that when she wakes up tomorrow thinking it was all a bad dream. We lost our mother who lived to be 93 just months ago. My mother loved Melissa with all her heart just like we all did/do. We hope and pray that Melissa is with her grandmother in peace now. Our hearts are broken for a life not lived. She helped more people then she will ever know. As I heard tonight from another grieving family. A broken tree can bear fruit and Melissa did that. I will miss her beautiful face , her smile, he giggles. How sad we are to night for us and all parents who lose children to overdose. God bless everyone life is hard here on earth. Melissa's aunt Patricia
patricia slutzky
"Grieve not, nor speak of me with tears...but laugh and talk of me, as though I were beside you. I loved you so.....'Twas Heaven here with you" Shawnie... I thought we'd have more time. It will be a whole year on Sept. 30 that we lost you to a heroin overdose. Now we're left without you, missing you every second of every day my ninja turtle. Your struggle wasn't your identity. And it doesn't define the beautiful 22 years you gave to the world. That beautiful heart that loved so fiercely and was loved so fiercely in return. That smile that lit up the world and that laugh....that famous contagious laugh that made everyone laugh too. I always thought that I gave you life Shawn, but you gave me life and love and laughter. I am so blessed I got the chance to be your mom for 22 years. My Shawnie, we will always celebrate your beautiful life, love and laugh. Nicky and Jess and all of your many friends honor you and celebrate you every day by making your gravesite a rock star memorial. I love the never-ending tributes that are left there for you and the way your many friends just drop by to hang out there with you day and night. It's an amazing tribute. I love how you're the only one in the cemetery who doesn't have grass. You have confetti. Who wouldn't want confetti instead of grass? It just shows how much we all love you and how we are always celebrating you. Tupac is probably saying that more "Still I Rise" tattoos are being done for you instead of him. Lol. Shawnie Brawny. Forever 22. Shine on! What the caterpillar calls the end of the world, the Master calls a butterfly. You are my butterfly. Till we meet again. I will always love you with every piece of my broken heart. Still I rise. Xoxoxox Mommy
Keely Rae Stansill passed away Aug 17,2010 . Daughter, mother, sister, friend to many. I love and miss you so very much !
To all, My thoughts are with you, Nikki.
Nikki Schliker
To Arron, We lost a great mate way too young xx Jay
Jay Gammage
To A.J Muss u mate. I think of the good times we had.
To Sharon, a good mate, always helped a friend.
Tony R
Noelle Abeson A beautiful young woman with so much potential. Gone too soon.
Vanda Hamilton
My Dearest Christopher: I thought of you today, but that is nothing new. I thought about you yesterday, and days before that too. I think of you in silence, I often speak your name. All I have are memories and pictures in a frame. Your memory is a keepsake from which I'll never part. God has you in His arms, I have you in my heart. Please God watch over Christopher - 8/15/85 - 8/11/13
Michelle – Christopher’s Forever Mom
In memory of my cousin who passed away on June 3, 2013 from a heroin overdose. You are severely missed by those who loved you. My children learned a very hard, sad lesson on the day that you died. We know you are in a better place now.
Tribute to my brother who passed away july 2013, at age 22. he had been struggling with addictions for about 7 years and finally lost his battle to heroin. drugs took over his life and completely changed who he was. before the drugs, he was a silly, kind, protective, caring older brother. that is how i will always remember him, because that was truly who he was. i just miss seeing his beautiful smile and hearing his contagious laugh. i miss sharing funny youtube videos with him. i miss being able to hear his voice and being able to text him. i miss being able to hug him.
My Dear Sweet Baby Brother, Nate On August 11, 2013, you left this earth and me behind. How do I even begin to express the pain that I feel without you here? The only hope I hold onto is that you are at peace. The day you died, a part of me died with you. I watched you overcome your addictions. You were strong healthy, full of life. What happened Nate? Why didn't you call me? You know I would have been there. You were clean for months. I was so proud of you. But more importantly, you were proud of yourself. Who could ever think 25 years was long enough for you to be here? It is unimaginable you are gone. I will tell your story and I will make it my life's mission to try to save others in your name. I am forever thankful that I was given the privilege of spending 25 years with you, as your sister. Fly high my sweet angel. Let your heart be free from pain and suffering. Watch over us. Come to me in my dreams. I love you with every piece of my broken heart. Your big sissa, Ker
To my buddy Leigh, you left way too soon sweetie! I think of you every day and wish you were here. I will never forget you bud. I love and miss you so much. Until we meet again keep soaring on the wings of an eagle
Daddy, I can't believe you're gone. I know how hard you fought your addiction your entire life. I am so proud of you for your 24 years alcohol free. The last 7 months that we got to spend together when you were clean were the best months of my life. I'm so glad you got to dance with me at my wedding. I will never know why you relapsed and will always wonder if there was anything I could have done. I will pray every day that you know how much I love you. Please always be with me.
Biggest Goob
Dear Cory, It's been nearly 2 months since you gone. It is extremely hard time for your family, for your friends, for us - fans and of course for Lea - your love. We love you and we miss you. We are keep holding on because you left here so many good things, lots and lots of light, bright thoughs (which we feel all the time) and we believe that now, you are Guardian Angel and you are watching over us, especially Lea, cause she needs you even if she is that incredibly strong, so be near her and be proud of her cause she is amazing and we all are proud of her and of you, your fight. You always be in my mind as hero, as extremely kind person, as person who I look up to, no matter what. I wish someday I will see your handsome smile, which I know right now just like your beautiful heart and incredible talent :) Your illness can't destroy my memory of you as just great, great person. I will miss you Frankenteen...forever. Take care, with love Alexa
Aleksandra Kloc
To Tracie (passed 8/31/13) I miss you so much. Your death is hitting me really hard. It was such a shock. I hope you're at peace. Love Naomi
To my sister Cassie. Not a day goes by that I don't think of you. We will not forget you, we will never let your daughter forget you, and we will always keep you in our hearts.
Dear sweet Cristine Not a day goes by that I don't think about you and feel your absence. You were the best thing that ever happened to me and I will have you in my heart forever. I miss you sweet baby.
This is a tribute to my daughter Kathleen, who died of an accidental overdose at the age of 22. Kathleen, I hope you've met your grandmother and uncle up in heaven, and that the burdens of this earthly life are gone. I think of you hundreds of times a day. I keep my chin up, while tears make their way down my cheeks. You will be remembered forever, and always loved. Dad
Brian McC
This is the first time I have known about International Overdose Awareness day, which oddly falls on my birthday August 31. I would like to pay tribute to my beloved brother Andrew who we lost in September 2009. It will be 4 years at the end of this Sept, and I wish I had known back then what I know now, or had forced myself to find more sources for awareness and support. I wish for others that you search for true understanding of what addiction is about so that you can be a tolerant, strong, and loving support person for your loved one who struggles with it. Love you always "Roo"!
To: Kat McCarthy. 11/12/1990-8/13/2013 Fly free Kat, I'll see you on the other side.
To: Jeffrey Russ and Olivia Rotondo Rest in peace. May your memories live on and help prevent future tragedies. Condolences to your families and friends.
Alec Foster
To The Father Of My Son And The Love Of My Life Jacob Osborne. Only 25 And That Evil Took His Life. We Miss You beaBer! You're In My Heart Forever And Always And I Love You Dearly!
Gabrielle anastasia
To my son Cory, It's been over a year without you. We think of you every single day. This horrible disease took you from us. You had so much to give. You have a huge heart. You were the number one baseball hitter in all of NYC and you were on your way, but at the same time, this terrible disease reached in and grabbed you. We live with regret every day. Only God knows the great things you could have done. We will only remember the beautiful person you were and the amazing things you achieved. Maybe up there, you will be able to accomplish incredible things. I can't wait to see you again. We love you forever Love Always, Your family Frankie, Ann and casey P.S. Jellybean and Lucy look for you every day
My brother David - your boys remind me of you every day. You kicked heroin only to lose your battle with alcohol and prescription drugs. I wish people would understand that legal drugs are as dangerous as the illegal ones. It's been 5 years but it feels like just yesterday when I got that phone call. Mom- I think of you constantly and I wish you could have fought harder against the pills. I know you never dealt with David's passing. David Jude Stahl 8/4/79 - 8/2/2008 Diane Marie Stahl 11/24/54 - 9/20/2009
It has been a mere few months since you left us on May 21,2013 yet everyday I feel the pain as though it just happened. Alyssa was a beautiful 20 yr old who we were blessed to have as a daughter and sister. Her smile was big, her laugh and her heart bigger. She has left a huge hole in our family that of course will never be filled. She fought her disease for 3 long years but in the end it took her life. As a family we will continue to advocate and educate.... your death will not be in vain. We know you are in a safe place with no pain, no suffering and look forward to being reunited with you someday. Love and miss you so much Lys xoxoxx <3 Mom, Dad and Jamison
Mom, Dad and Jamo
My angel and only daughter, 33, passed away on 5-5-13 from cardiac arrest, and I know that was from an overdose of drugs as she was highly addicted. She battled with sobriety for so long and her mind and soul were being taken by it. I write to her every day and I am so appreciative there is a National Drug Addiction Awareness Day, and I came across it on the Internet. Let my dearest daughter rest in peace and let her demons be taken by the angels Love Mom
Claudia Byrd
August 5, 2013 heaven got my little brother age 26 after a heroin overdose. My life will forever be changed, a part of me died that day too. I cant believe you are gone, it pains me too much to write this. I will always miss you
To my dear brother Ed, from the day you went home to be with Jesus, I knew the demons you fought were gone. I'm so grateful that you are my brother and that you now are at peace <3
To my big brother, Cory. You had so much potential, but this disease just got the better of you. I'm sorry for the fights we had. The years were rough for us all. You made it through that coma with only a 30% chance of survival. When you walked out of that hospital in March of 2007, we thought we had you back for good. Sadly, things only got worse. I can only hope you forgive me for all I had done. I forgive you wholeheartedly. I miss you..the loneliness is taking over terribly. I am doing my best to take care of mommy and daddy. It's not easy, but your strength is in me to help me through. I love you and miss you dearly. I hope you are free of pain now. We all love you more than you know. Love Always, Mommy, Daddy & casey
To my son Brian who died 12/21/12 Autopsy said alcoholism. I am sorry I had not seen nor talked to you for several years due to you choosing to be homeless. I never got to say goodbye. RIP my son
Miss you buddy, always one of my heros. Love Chop and family. MVC
Jeff, I'll never forget the day you were taken away from us. You had more of an affect on my life than either of us could have ever realized during our short friendship here on earth. You were truly one of the kindest persons I have ever have met and am so grateful for the short sweet time we had together. You are the reason I am sober today, whether I realize it or not. Despite your passing at such an early age, your death will not go on vain. You will never be forgotten brother. I love you man.
To our nephew Derek: Your mom said it best at your service just a few days ago: Derek loved us, we loved Derek, and he knew it. Everyone is still reeling, too fresh and surreal. RIP.
Aunt Laurie
Thinking of Allyson !!! #recovery #xa #aa
Ashley, I think of you everyday! You are greatly missed by your family, especially your baby girl! Love you always!
Remembering Shannon today. We lost her earlier this year. She will not be forgotten.
This is a tribute to my beautiful daught Daria...I miss you everyday. She died on 9/17/09 after 27 hrs. on life support. She was clean for 4 mos. I miss so much but I miss your crazy dancing and your tender heart. You had the softest skin ever and I miss touching your hand. I love you forever. Mom
lorraine kinne
My brother died today. It's the worst day of my life. I hurt so badly but keep telling myself that he no longer hurts. I miss you already Rob.
My beautiful Lindi-loo (Lyndal), I miss you so much. Your energy and love of the shiney twinkles in this world. You are my inspiration, my love, my forever. I just want you to come back, even if 'only' while I sleep. XXX
To: Nicholas Stump Hauser Nick passed away from a heroin overdose March 17, 2011. He was blessed with a big heart, a great smile, and he hugged everyone who would let him. We all miss him so much. At the end I could count him as one of my best friends. It wasn't always that way of course. Remember Nick, you better be first in line to greet me in Heaven.
In memory of the fine actor and good guy that Phillip Seymour Hoffman was. To everyone in his family, and to those with whom he was friends, my deep sympathy at your loss. It is a loss shared on a greater scale by many of his fans. May he rest in peace and may God hold him close.
Richard P.
Phillip Seymour Hoffman. February 2, 2014. RIP
My granddaughter Crystal lost her battle to heroin addiction on 24 January 2014 at age 29. She had addictions to heroin and alcohol from age 16. She had been through many rehabs (15 I think), but in the end they were a failure. In fact, she had just returned from her latest rehab when she died. Her parents and I loved her very much, but we could not help her. The addiction had taken over her life. She was a very caring person and will be sorely missed by all who knew her.
To Jeff I myself as a pain pill addict have lost you, one of my nearest and dearest friends on January 9th. I didn't know how bad you actually were or I would have been at your house every day telling you how much I truly love you and told you to go back to meeting by my side. Jeff became addicted to crack again and was already hooked on pain pills. The combo killed him and I am so devastated. My own addiction has taken its selfish toll and I hadn't spoken to Jeff in the 2 weeks before his demise. Guilt and shame are killing me internally. Like I maybe could have prevented this or something. People keep telling me otherwise; that he wouldn't have listened. Jeff was the big brother from another mother that I wanted to strangle at times. I'm being facetious of course, but no matter what our differences he was there for me and vice versa. We both endured the same mental illness and understood each other's pain. There was more to Jeff than his addictions. He was a grandfather, a father, a husband and my best friend. I resented him for introducing to me pain pills at a vulnerable time in my life, but now it is up to me to quit. Jeff expressed his sorrow and he is forgiven. I want you back my friend though I know you're gone. You'll never be forgotten. Your real friends want to help me through this most difficult time. We miss you and your tender side. I miss coming to you for advice and your male perspective on my relationship issues. I'm so lost and I know you truly loved me for me. I saw you through the end my friend. Going to your funeral was the hardest thing I ever had to do....the last goodbye. GOD HELP ME. There's a huge hole in my heart though I know you found the peace you couldn't find on this earth. I love and miss you Jeff. Your friends Will keep your legacy alive. Goodbye.
My best friend of 16 years lost her life on 28 January 2014. I feel regret. I wish I could have done something to help her and now her son will never see his mom again. I miss her. Life will never be the same R.I.P. ANDRIA
In 2010 my brother Adam passed away on Christmas eve. We all found out on Christmas Day after he did not call anyone like he always did at 7am every year! We had been dealing with his addiction for 2 years before he passed. The doctors of Florida will give you anything you want!! Pill-mill capital of the world. As his brother at 24 I had to do everything because the rest of the family lives in upstate NY. It was the hardest thing I have ever done in my whole life. I put it all on me I told myself: "Be tough and keep it together" and I did and I had to anyway. What I'm trying to say is never give up on someone, never lose hope like I did because down the road you will think: "What if!?" and that's something you never want to think ever! I find my self speechless every time I look at your picture as I grow older I realize just how young you were when you left us and it kills me to even think I will ever be older than you. As I write this I'm crying like a baby! I'm telling this to the world so everyone knows just how much you meant to me and many others. You where a good man Adam and I will never let people forget you!! That is a promise! love you so much and I think about you every day day of my life! rest in peace brother
Noah gardner
We lost you 2 May 2011. I was only 13 when you passed. People acted like I couldn't understand, when I understood every event that took place. I miss you more than my words describe. I know you are in a better place. We know none of this was on purpose. You are such a caring young man (23) it's sad you went the way you did. You were in rehab and doing so well. You seemed so much happier. But we could all see the pain you were hiding. We love you Alex. These words don't even compare to how much we love and miss you. You are a wonderful angel and I am truly blessed to call you my brother no matter what people think. Though there is still grief you have done many amazing things with a halo above your head. I hope I make you proud. I love you brother your name will never be forgotten.
"He Ain't Heavy, He's My Brother" Merry Christmas Bro! I know there was a higher calling when God took you away Christmas morning some years ago. God needed another Angel when he called upon you brother, and that his plan is bigger than you or I. I feel truly blessed and honored to have known you and shared my time of being your brother for 32 years. I've never stopped being your brother. I'm still here and if tears could build a stairway and memories build a lane, I'd walk up to Heaven and bring you home again. The part of me that died that day and the void I feel every day I have learned and now know that's the part of me that you took with you forever! Until we meet again in heaven you will live in my heart! I miss and love you! Your lil bro, Eden.... R.I.P. Dome 12/25/04
Philip, at 32 you're gone. You missed so much; being a Dad, having a life of recovery. Who knows where we could have gone? I know you didn't mean to. Please rest in peace
Robyn and Brea’rose
My father passed away of a heroin overdose on September 24, 2013. He was only 46 years old. Not a day goes by when I don't think of you. I know we had a rocky relationship and had a falling out, but I still always loved you and still do. I know your at peace now and can finally rest which brings me comfort. Love always your son, Brian
To all the fathers, mothers, brothers, sisters, girlfriends and boyfriends who are spending this Christmas without the prescious person they lost due to drugs - may your loneliness be filled with only pleasant memories and may you be blessed with the knowledge that you will see your loved one again in a heaven safe from drugs and evilness. Renier Lifeguard Larry Schoeman - we miss you so much my boy. Riaan and Sharon Schoeman, South Africa.
Riaan and Sharon Schoeman
grover you will always be remembered 7/1978 - 6/2007
My handsome nephew what an evil thing that consumed you and took you away from all who loved you. You had a hard battle. You fought hard.
My beautiful son...Brandon. You struggled from the age of 11 with a severe eating disorder..3 yrs in 3 different hospitals..we prayed that a miracle would happen and you would beat that demon. They had to drug you for months to keep you from ripping a feeding tube sewn into your intestines. I remember how scared we all were that you would rip that tube out too. Such a talented artistic smart sensitive young man, you were so sick. Then you jumped from that addiction to prescription drug abuse. We never stopped trying to encourage. I remember the day you cried in my arms saying "Mom I wish I knew what it was like to wake up in the morning with a smile on my face." I know the guilt you felt inside. You were forever saying "I'm sorry." All you wanted was to "feel" normal, to have a regular life like everyone else. You wanted that and we wanted your happiness more than anything in this world! I would have died for you my son. I would have traded places with you in a heartbeat if only to give you the happiness you longed for! We thought God was going to take you once before with the first illness you had but you were strong and survived. Then we lost you in the end to an accidental prescription drug overdose. When you were a little boy you used to say to me: "Mom I love you to infinity!" Ditto my son, you are safe now in god's land. I will see you again Brandon. Your sister says..."I bet he's playin baseball with God up there mom.!"
your loving mom
This goes out to all the parents who have lost their children/friends/husbands/wifes/etc and my dear six friends I have lost in the past three years, I wish there was a way of getting you back, some of you I was very close with, others just friends, it's all the same in the realm of death. I have been 16 months clean and am still struggling. These deaths are unrecoverable, especially if you're a parent. There will never be a pain even remotely close to the feeling of losing what you brought into this world. Hopes are smashed, dreams are crushed, hearts are shattered, and souls are taken all for what? A chemical compound. For as long as I live I will vow to never let another parent mourn their son's death, or another life be taken because of this awful disease. One night I felt myself slipping away into the darkness and unconsciousness that is death. It was a miracle to say the least and it is now my duty to educate and stop these horrible tragedies whenever it is possible. My heart goes out to all of you.
I lost my mother to a prescription drug overdose on August 31, 2013. My mother was trying very hard to stay clean from drugs after a 10-year addiction. To: My Beautiful Mom Sharon I am deeply hurt and feel a piece of me died with you. I pray that your soul is now free from addiction and you are now the person I once knew as a little girl. I look forward to seeing you again one day. I wish I could have held your hand and kissed you goodbye. You were too young only 53. We were supposed to watch my kids grow up together, go shopping and do all the fun stuff mothers and daughters do. I miss your laughter and your beautiful face. You will forever be in my heart, I love you always. Love, Your Daughter
Karen Marie
My partner of 27 was tragically taken by a drug overdose that went wrong. I miss you so much. I hope you're at peace with your dad now. I will never forget you and love you forever
My beloved Reno...It's been almost one month since you left us. I knew of your struggles and prayed always for you. I tried and begged but you were your own person. Your pain was something I could never know, never know what was really in your heart or on your mind but I do know that you were hurting. You missed your 2 year old daughter and your struggles became worse. Grandma and Grandpa tried to no end to help you too but you wouldn't allow them to get close either. They miss you daily. They watched you as you had your good days and bad days. Your brother Gage and your baby brother Logan both miss you dearly. You were such a bright young man. Smarter than anyone I know. Your laugh, sense of humor, awkwardness, randomness, sarcasm and the way you would say you love me will be missed forever. Your beautiful smile shined like no other but your eyes could not lie. I know that you were a free spirit, you decided to ramble on and you were a simple man. Now my son, your wings are spread and you are flying above. I will always miss you and love you. My first born. My first love. My sunshine. My Reno. Soar on my son. Reno Durant 7-17-93 to 10-20-1013 GONE TO SOON
To: Terry Berube Shepard (LOVING MOTHER AND WIFE) Not a day goes by that I don't think about you all day, or regret things I never did while you were here. But I understand you knew you were my everything. None of our lives will ever be the same as the joy we had when you were here. I'm forever a different person now that god said it was your time. He knew how thoughtful and selfless you were and didn't want us to see you in pain and covering it by addiction. I'll always love you more than life itself! And I'll never forget the things you said that make me the crazy/smart woman I am today. Mom, you're always right by my side no matter what, you are and always will be my role model, and now my Angel. LOVE YOUR BABYGIRL BOWS XOXO
Teia Berube your loving Daughter
Dear Hannah, This is in honor of Hannah. She died Aug 14, 2013 of a drug overdose (Molly) at a rave. You will always be forever young (14). I don't get/understand your choice. We all miss you. Love Michele
My big brother and best friend I love more than words can say I miss you more with every passing day.. You left me on this world alone I just wish you would have stayed home.. Your death was unexpected and truly unjust But it will not be in vain and that you can trust.. Rest easy and stay by my side and visit in my dreams Ryan Shawn Ouelette Jan 13/1983-May 27/2012 Forever young
Rena ouelette
My little brother Justin Frasher aged 25 died yesterday of a heroin overdose. I still can't really believe it. I loved him so much and don't know how I can ever process this. I can't even use the past tense without crying. If there is a heaven and you are still out there I just want you to know that you are the most amazing person and I will love you forever until we meet again, either reincarnated or in heaven.
Samantha Cotton
My son died of a heroin overdose in June 2008. He has a son who does not know how he died and I don't know how to answer the questions he may soon ask. I don't want him to feel negative about him. Please advise how I can do so. He was the most wonderful father and I don't want to destroy his memories for him x
karen king
To my baby, my little girl, I love you dearly and always will. You're in my heart. The day you left still pains me, it always will. You're still my daughter and always will be. I keep you alive in daily things. I say, as you said, tolet, criss, the geither, dressing groon, the feathers are everything to me because you were a beautiful person inside and out. I'm proud you are my daughter, your brothers miss you, all your family on both sides. Your smile was special, you smiled with your heart. You went through so much in your short life but you were strong. Your little boy is beautiful and full of fun. I'll miss you forever. Till we meet again.
catherine wilkinson
To my father, who was found April 9th 1996. I was just a 15-year-old girl then and you were only 38. We looked for you for almost a month and then I was told that your body was pulled from a river - cause of death overdose. Seventeen years of missing my father and having four children who never got to meet you. Most of all the questions of how does a person overdose and end up in a river. What happened during your last moments. I remain a daughter without answers except one. The answer I give when asked to try them NO and I hope your death will inspire my children to do the same. You made movies, road trips, music, etc. so much fun. I wish I could've shot that monkey off your back but I was just a kid. Forever Your Daughter Forever Missing Her Dad
Shannon Thompson
To my beautiful baby girl Laree from New York, who was only 18 years old and passed peacefully on 3/16/13 from an accidental heroin overdose. You were and still are my life, my breath and my world. You tried so very hard to battle those demons baby and I am so proud of you for that, but they won. I miss so much, your laugh, your spunk, your love for your friends and always having a blast and I could go on and on, I just miss YOU constantly. You had more people who loved and adored you baby, I just wish you knew it then, but those demons messed up your mind. You are missed by them all. I know you are now helping others and I'm sure with all your energy you are one of god's best! I cannot wait to hug and kiss you again. When god's ready for me, I know you'll be waiting. Life is and never will be the same without you my baby girl. The best thing I ever did in my life was have you! For all of Eternity, Love MOM
Patty Farrell
Kyle Scott Bagwell, Age 26 of Goodlettsville, TN died Monday October 14, 2013. He has a son on the way in Jan of 2014. I would like to send thoughts and prayers to his family and friends at this time. The Bagwell family is predominantly from Springfield, TN. This large family may be known from their affiliation for many years to the Robertson County Times where Juanita Bagwell's Dad owned and operated the paper and she worked as well. This is Juanita and Vincent Bagwell's grandson, their son, Scott and DeAna Bagwell were the parents of Kyle, he has a sister named Kristin.
To My Wonderful Momma... You left this world on July 12, 2013 and just today I found out the cause of death was an accidental drug overdose of prescription meds. I already knew, I just had to hear it from the Medical Examiner. I just had to see it in writing. It doesn't make it easier, it makes it harder because I wonder about the "what ifs". I miss you so much and I wish you were still here with us. I wish I had of spoken up and challenged your addiction. I wish I had of intervened. I wish I could have changed the outcome. But I know in my heart that there was nothing I could have done. I know you died peacefully and I know that you loved us all and I know that you aren't hurting any more and you are happy and free from the pain of this world. I am so thankful for the last day we spent together, it was not planned, but it was wonderful and I believe God brought that moment together for us. I miss you momma, I love you and I will cherish you in my heart forever. Thank you for being the best mother anyone could ask for. I miss you and I will see you one day in Heaven. Until then, watch over me and the kids and rest your mind and your heart and your soul. I love you my dear sweet mother.
Your daughter, Serena
To: Abo Kandov Alichka, you left us on October 5, 2013 and we did not have a chance to say how much we loved you and wanted you to get better. Your life was a struggle and unfortunately, we were not strong enough to help you fight the monster. Your body was not "clean" but your soul and your heart were. The only consolation for all us is that you are at peace now.You are my only love and I hope to see you again. Alichka, we will always remember and love you for eternity.
Former wife Zulfia and daughters Marta and Polina
To Aaron, who loved his children beyond anything in the world, and who adore him to the end of the world. Who loved his music with a fiery passion and loved everyone around him. Never will he be forgotten for he loved us all as we love him
Dearest Michael, You died almost 2 years ago now. There isn't a day I don't think of you and wonder what I could have done differently to help you. You were my only brother and I love you so. I realize now you were very sick, probably more than just drug abuse but needed help from mental illness. Please forgive all of us for not understanding your needs. I hope you are well and painfree, happy, playing the guitar and with mom! You deserve an eternity of happiness!! I love you Michael and miss you so much.
On June 22nd of this year, my world came crashing down. My 43 year old father had passed away in his sleep due to an accidental overdose. He was in a lot of a pain and was on tons of medicine. My father lost his leg at a very young age and had battled with the detrimental health effects up until he passed. Yesterday was his birthday and it didn't seem right to not be sharing a cherry cheesecake or cracking jokes about him getting older. My family and I released some balloons for him and as they were drifting off, my 7 year old nephew says, "I bet he can see them by now." In that moment, I truly knew that my father was at peace and no longer in pain. It's amazing the effects a child can have on you. Rest in peace, Dad. We love and miss you more and more every day.
A daughter
Ben 18/6/79-9/10/2000 13 years ago today I lost my soulmate. Every day I play out in my mind our life together growing up. I wish you had never got into what you did, things would have been so different for the both of us. Although I know you are always with me it's just not the same - I need u x Wait for me - love u - ditto!
I wanted to make a tribute to the 3 friends/family members I have lost in the last year and a half from overdose!!! YOU RIDE WITH THE DEVIL YOU DIE WITH THE DEVIL!!! I guess it's true!
Tara-Lee Fraser
We lost our Grace Ohrtman one week after her 17th birthday on August 13, 2013, to a heroin overdose. She spent the night at a friend's house and passed away in her sleep. She was beautiful, talented, and had big dreams. She played the guitar. Since the time she was 12 and in 7th grade she struggled with depression. I had no idea she had ever used heroin and was in total shock. I have no idea if it was her first time or her 100th time. She was our one and only child and we are left empty. Grace died and so did all of our dreams for her. Thank-you for listening. Julie Vanderzyl of Pella, Iowa.
Julie Vanderzyl
I learned just yesterday that my close friend of 13 years, Melissa Kosmin, passed away last week. She had been battling depression and anxiety for most of her life, and was on too many meds that weren't doing much to help. Over the years I saw her both at her best/highest and her worst/lowest. Countless times I talked her out of overdosing and taking her own life. I last talked with her on Sept 16th, she was the lowest I had ever heard her. She told me "I can't live this way anymore, I just want to end it". I asked her to meet me, to talk it over, but she never did. Three days later, on Sept 19th, she passed. She always said that her preferred method would be a pill overdose. She had an ample supply herself and had access to her mother's. She told me that her mother would be getting methadone in a couple of days for her pain, I suspected that she would target that. I don't know that she did, but I read in another post on this site that she overdosed. She was the most incredible, caring, gentle, kind, compassionate person I ever met. She was beautiful but couldn't see it. Her entire existence could be shattered by a few ill chosen words, such was her low self esteem, and try as I did to "toughen her up", to roll with the punches, she never grasped how to do it. She didn't ask for much, she wanted to be free of depression. She wanted a husband and family, to have her future husband propose to her with the snow falling, to honeymoon in the Caribbean. Things I could not offer her. But now she will never experience any of these. I told her it would happen, she just needed to get herself out there and people would find her. But her lack of self confidence prevented her from doing that. The pain of living finally got to be too much and she ended it. She always said to me that no-one would shed a tear if she was gone, I told her she was oh so wrong. And now that has been proven, I can't stop my own tears from falling as I am sure her family cannot too. I can't bring her any more flowers, all I can do is bring them to her grave. She broke my heart, I don't know if it will ever fully mend. Goodbye my Love.
Melissa’s Friend
To: Melissa Kosmin (Passed away 9/19/13) From: Your Friends and Colleagues at the National Adoption Center were part of our National Adoption Center group on FACEBOOK and it was apparent from time to time that you were struggling with depression. One of your last entries was just before your death when you said you were going back to graduate school to get your Master's in Social Work. Many of us were cheering when we heard that. Most of us had no idea how much of a struggle life was for you. I had a sister, Nancy, who committed suicide and as sad as we were as a family, we supported her decision to take her own life. With time, I hope your family will be able to accept your decision. Blessings on you and your family, Carolyn Johnson
Carolyn Johnson
I found out about this overdose organization literally today. It took me back to my accidental overdose of prescription pills over a year ago. The overdose caused me to have two seizures. As a result of the seizures, I aspirated so much vomit into my lungs. I had full blown pneumonia, and my immune system was completely destroyed. I was on life-support for 14 hours and put into a medically induced coma. I was not expected to live. However I did manage to pull through. When I came out of the coma, I could feel all the tubes going into my body. I was in so much pain. The one thing I remember was looking towards my mom crying that I love her and that I was so sorry for what I had done. After a week or two of being out of the hospital, I had to go back due to getting a blood clot in my arm. Looking at myself today, it has been a long, traumatic journey for me. After I began my recovery journey I was told that another 18-year-old in the exact same situation as I was in (overdose) had passed away. This girl was the same age as me, had the same overdose as me and died that night. That could have been me. I don't know what my family would have done. I have been clean for a year and eight months. I am beyond thankful for being given a second chance of living my life to the fullest. Learn from my experience and do not let drugs of any type get the best of you.
On April 6, 2014, shortly after midnight, I received the most horrific, heartbreaking call any parent can receive. The call came from the North Carolina homicide unit saying that we regret to inform you that your daughter, Bonnie, passed away at 9:45pm due to a suspected heroin overdose. We knew of Bonnie's struggles and tried to help her with her addiction when she was living with us in Maryland but Bonnie's desire to use again overrode her desire to get well and she left our home in June 2013 to live in North Carolina which had proven to be a disaster. In North Carolina Bonnie continued to use drugs and was soon arrested. She was supposed to be extradited back to Maryland for a probation violation as she shouldn't have left Maryland to begin with but instead she was released since the two states didn't coordinate the judicial process that was supposed to happen to facilitate the extradition. I am now left grieving, angry, and in a state of disbelief that this even happened. Dear God please help me to live with this and seek justice for my daughter's untimely death.
There are no words to explain the pain I live with every day since I lost you. My big sister, my confidant, my friend and the only person on this earth who really knows me. The crazy thing is for years we all worried we would lose you to your addiction but the years went by and you raised a beautiful family and although you never stopped taking drugs we stupidly thought you had it all under control. After all you were still alive at 51. I was called to the hospital and I sat holding your hand while you were in an induced coma and I refused to leave you alone cause I knew you would never leave me if I was in hospital. At 3.15am I told the doctors something was wrong and they told me not to worry and it was at that time you died holding my hand. It took three days on life support for the doctors to conclude without doubt you were brain dead and a year for us to be told the cause of death was a hypoxic brain injury, the underlying cause opioid toxicity. I thought I was quite well educated in drugs after a lifetime of your addiction but I never knew there was such a thing. You were on the methadone program 24 years and no one ever suggested you get off it. I questioned that for years. Your addiction meant you still gladly accepted any other drug on offer including alcohol and all the while your body was quietly dying. You were the kindest soul I ever met and I know you would never want me to cry. But the thing is Deb you are just so hard to live without and I wish drugs never got hold of your soul and I wish you were still here. Until we meet again big sister Luv Ya Darlin xxxx
:lil sis
Beautiful girl. I see you every morning when I awake. Brushing my hair, painting my nails, imagining we are engaging in your favorite trivial conversation of "What if......???" I said something that made your Dad smile last night. I didn't tell him that I saw your smile in his eyes. He's too heartbroken. I keep seeing you as a little girl, running around in your whatnots, clapping your hands together and saying, "let's wrestle!" I miss you D, and I'm mad. Mad that you couldn't stop sooner. Mad that you substituted heroin for alcohol. Mad that you were blind to your beauty, inside and out. Mad that we couldn't grow to be old ladies together.....painting each other's crackly aged toenails and laughing to nonsense until dawn. Mad that I couldn't save you.
Andreé Siempre en mi corazón.
I'm on to it all, I will never give up on the truth and seeking justice for you, I will search and I will find the people, the idiots who did this to you, and I will bring them to account. Yes I'm mad, mad angry!! My goal is justice, because there just isn't any! I hope I get sick, don't have to take my own life, but it isn't a life without you my heart and soul are broken, I know how you felt, but didn't mean to die. In the wrong company, or without any company, people in this life will kill you.
My beautiful daughter. It's been 37 days now since you were called home. I don't know how I've gotten through this far. This is the longest we've gone without speaking since you learned how to talk. I'm so sorry you left this world alone, I hope you didn't feel any fear. I'm not going to rest until I find out what happened to you, for real. I will continue to raise your babies as you would've. And they will always, always know how much you love them and that they are your world. As you are mine. If you didn't know that, I'm sorry!!!You have always been the light of my life. I not only love you, but I have always admired you. You're beautiful, funny, generous, smart, stubborn, independent, curious, adventerous, courageous, I could go on all day. You will always be a part of my everyday life. I hope too see you in my dreams, baby girl!!!!! Always and forever, Mommy
Michele Duncan (Mother)
Michael Joseph Jackson How can I start to say what pain he felt through his life? Everyone judged him; his color, his nose, his face, the mask? His pride, his dignity, his self respect, the world took them away from him. So this little darling grew up singing what he felt in his heart. God sent him here to speak the truth of the suffering of people and animals. Michael was a young man trying to understand his purpose as we all do. But Michael was special, he was different. A lonely child growing up falling in love with a house mouse to the man/child dancing and singing and dancing like the greatest stars who ever entered the industry at the age of 8. Michael Joseph Jackson. My legend, my Hero- The Love Of My Life! Baby I would have given you all the lovely children your heart desired! You are the True King of our Century and now we are going to fall hard down without you!
Melinda Marie
My niece Brittney died of an accidental overdose of prescription drugs on April 10, 2014. She was 28 years old. She had kicked her heroin addiction but couldn't escape all the other "legal" forms available to her. After nearly a decade of struggle, her life came to an end alongside her 4 year old daughter. She lived life the best way she knew how and was the best mom she knew how to be.....but in the end, her body and mind needed to rest. Your family loved you Brittney; your smile, your strength and your belief that everyday was another opportunity. You will be missed.
Aunt Nanny
My love, my world, my best friend, my everything. My heart aches without you here. My world shattered when you slipped away so quietly. A piece of me died with you that morning. You are so loved and missed by everyone. I know you're at peace and happy now, your mind at rest. You changed me completely while here and in death showed me my way. You were supposed to be with me longer. Your kind heart, gentle nature and unconditional love lives on in my heart. I'll never forget any of the time we had. YOU ARE THE BEST! Until our souls reunite I'll always feel you by my side. We will do better in our next life. I love you Mr. D xoxoxo Dave Richard Dickman died 12/1/13 while asleep next to me. He battled addiction his entire adult life but lost the war at 35 yrs old to opiates. He left behind a 10-yr-old son, mother, father, brother, sisters and many friends. He was the most loving, giving, considerate, hardworking man I've ever known. Not only a loss to family and friends but to the community and our world. The love of my life. I am so lucky.
For my dear little sister Kitty, It will be three years tomorrow since I lost you. I still can't believe that you're gone. I remember holding you the day you were born. You grew into such a beautiful, thoughtful and loyal girl. Twenty-five years was not nearly long enough. I remember when we were both actively in our addiction. We both got clean, although your sobriety wouldn't last forever. This last time, though, I really thought you would make it. I was still afraid to be around you, trying to protect myself. It was selfish and when you died, we weren't on very good terms. I still see you sometimes, when I am out. I hear people who sound like you and I stop, full of hope for just a second. I missed the last couple of years of your life and I am so sorry. Now I feel so guilty that I am still here and you are gone. I should have done more to help you. It should have been me. I am so sorry and I love you more than I can say.
Tracy Thacker (died 10/04/13 just 16 days before his 42nd birthday) My big brother died of an overdose of Opana after a long fight with prescription medication addiction. We told you that if you did not get control then you would not make it to age 40. I pushed you away, I dreaded seeing you coming because you would beg for money when I knew you were capable of supporting yourself. I treated you like you were nuisance on society. I regret it, I regret more than anything! I think of you every day and think of the things that I could have and should have done for you. I think about how I have failed you as a sister and now it is too late to take any of it back. I then think about how you always made sure to tell me that you loved me. I wish I could have spoken to you and hugged you one last time but I was not able to make it to the hospital before you passed. I am so sorry bubby. I love you, I miss you, and I will do my best to watch over your baby boys.
Antonn 11/12/89 - 9/1/13 Antonn was the love of my life. He was such a beautiful person who won over a heart with his charm, smile, and personality. He struggled with drug addiction and passed away from a heroin overdose when I was 6 months pregnant with our son. He tried so hard to stay clean and was so excited for our baby to be born. Not a day goes by that I dont think of him. Thank you Antonn for helping me bring our beautiful amazing baby into this world and please watch over us. I miss and love you every day and you will always be my heart. Your Sammy.
To my son Alexander Ward Brossoit who died of a drug overdose at age 25 on 2/25/2014. He fought long and hard to beat his addictions. His actions and encouragement left a mark on the many who met him during his times in rehab. I will never forget the wonderful times we had together. Your great smile and sense of humor touched all who knew you. You are at peace, which helps me bear your loss. I will never forget you!!!!!!!!! Love Dad.
Ward Brossoit
Shawn Sperling 4/8/90-9/30/12. Happy 24th birthday my beautiful son with a beautiful heart and soul. I thought I gave you life Shawnie. But you gave me life, and love and laughter. We will always celebrate the beautiful 22 years you gave to the world. What the caterpillar calls the end of the world God calls a butterfly. And here on what would have been your 24th birthday, you will always be our butterfly. You know how loved you are by everyone. Your struggle was never your identity. You will always be our Ferris Buehler, so loved by everyone for your humor, wit and charm. You will always be our ninja turtle. That famous laugh that won the title of "best laugh" in the yearbook will never be heard again because of an accidental heroin overdose. Shawnie, your many friends celebrate you every day. The eternal confetti at your gravesite says it all. I don't think you will ever have grass growing there. Who wouldn't want confetti instead of grass? So happy 24th birthday my beautiful son. I will see you up there in the sky. I love you! Mommy "Grieve not nor speak of me with tears.....But laugh and talk of me as though I were beside you. I loved you so.....'Twas Heaven here with you". Xoxox
To my friends Cameron and Jennifer, I'm so sorry I wasn't able to keep you here with me. I think about you both every damn day of my life. I am trying these days to be an advocate for harm reduction and treatment, and am using my talents as a writer to do just that. I know I can't help you, but maybe I can help another Cameron or another Jennifer out there, who needs it. I know you would have both been beacons of light in this world, if you had continued on your paths. Jennifer, I lost you first. The whole town blamed us, your friends. You should have seen the way they looked at us at your funeral... And Cameron, you were taken a year after Jennifer, while I was away at college. You kept the contact info for all of your friends in Arkansas in your Daytimer, which was also where you kept your dope. The cops took it when they came and got you, and kept it as evidence for months. I finally found out you died three months later. So, sorry I wasn't at your funeral, bro. I do not know if I'm with you today, but I know for sure you are with me. I will try to live my life in a way that would make you proud. 19 years after your deaths, I'm still shaking, fists clenched. I do not know when this grief will subside and make way for solace, but until that time comes, I will remember you the way you were at your best - young, beautiful, and beloved.
Charlie, I know now how hard it was for you. Its been 6 months since you have died. I am so proud of you for putting yourself through the pain of withdrawal, admittance, and distance so you can try and get over this awful disease. I love you with all my heart. I miss You so much. I love you big brother. Happy 25th birthday also.
I am a Woman of great strength. I am a Mother of an Angel. I lost my son, Aaron on December 17th, 2013 to a heroin overdose. Aaron - born August 31, 1986 - died December 17, 2013. When the detective told me what happened, I had a heart attack and had to undergo open heart surgery. I was NOT able to make the viewing for my son's services, but I was released from the hospital an hour before the funeral. I showed up at the church 10 minutes before the service began. The last time I spoke to my son was the day before in the middle of the afternoon. I got the call about his death that next morning around 9.30am. He was my ONLY child. I cry every day at some point. I still look for him standing in a field as I am driving down the highway. I long to hear his voice. I ache to have his arms around me. I wait to hear his voice. Even though his phone is disconnected and no longer in service, I cannot delete his contact information. Since his name is Aaron, he is the first one that shows up on my contact list on my mobile phone. I just want the picture there as a memory. I have deleted his Facebook page because I just could not bear all of the messages people would keeping posting. It has helped. It helps when the sun shines and I feel warmth. I love looking at sunsets and sunrises. It reminds me that there is a new day. I love cloud formations. Some are amazing and remind me there is a Heaven and that is where my son is. This pain is more than could ever be explained to another. I manage without any counselling or drugs. I live each day as it is given and keep on giving my heart to others. I love you my Son, My Angel. I will keep on loving you and missing you forever. Momma
Julie B
For Daniel Edward Skelly 17/04/1992 to 8/11/2013 R.I.P "On Melancholy Hill" Up on melancholy hill There's a plastic tree Are you here with me? Just looking out on the day of another dream Well, you can't get what you want But you can get me So let's set up and see, love 'Cause you are my medicine When you're close to me When you're close to me So call in the submarines 'round the world we'll go Does anybody know her? If we're looking out on the day of another dream If you can't get what you want Then you come with me Up on melancholy hill Sits a manatee Just looking out for the day When you're close to me When you're close to me When you're close to me Maza and Faza
This tribute is to my dad Leonard "Jr" 08.18.67 - 02.27.14 My dad struggled with his addiction/ sickness for a long time. I've seen him overdose multiple times and each time I thought: "Is this going to be the time he doesn't come to?" But I would pray for him to get one more chance, and he would pull through (as a result of throat cancer, which he beat, he had to do chemo and radiation and his body became very weak and could overdose easily). My mom and dad have been together close to 30 years but in November 2013, my mom had all she could take and we moved about 2 hours from Dallas, (where we are from) we would tell my dad if he didn' stop doing heroin he would eventually be found dead in his room since my mom and I weren't there to save him any more. He never really had a reply to that. Well I would go back to Dallas several times a month so my daughter and I could see him. He loved my baby probably more than me, and she was the same to him. They had a bond like no other, and he had been there since she was born and she will be 2 in May. Well, I went to see him February 18th and left the 20th to go home. I would always ask him to get help and he did want help, he really did, but didn't try hard enough. I got to the point that I didn't even care and would ignore the fact that he was high because no matter what he was still a great dad and papa. That's why I continued to visit him.. I loved him regardless! We talked on the phone every day, so when my mom, myself, and my brother hadn't heard from him by around 3pm February 27th, we were concerned. Since my brother lives in Dallas my mom told him to go check on my dad and he told her he hated when he would go to check up on him because he didn't want to find him dead. But he would go anyway. On that day my brother's, and all of our fears came true. He found my dad lying on his bed, lifeless. I don't even want to imagine how Craig felt seeing our dad actually dead. He called and told my mom and she lost it. It hit me when a paramedic confirmed he wasn't alive and hadn't been for quite a while. That is what bothers me most, the thought of him being in such a situation and needing help but he didn't get it and died alone. The crazy part is that my daughter woke up around 4am and got out of my bed and went and woke my mom up, and kept saying 'papa', usually she wakes me up if she gets up in the night, but it was different that time, and I thought it was strange even before we found out about my dad. I think she had a feeling, some kind of 'vibe' that something was wrong. I truly believe he left this evil world to go on to Heaven at 4 o'clock in the morning, 02/27/2014. I have my days where I am fine and don't cry, but more often than not I cry and cry just at the thought of him, and me not being able to call when I knew I always could. He was my number 1, and always will be. I do not want to get married, because he will not be there to give me away. That was his place, no one else's. I do not have any regrets or guilt from my dad's death. I did everything I could to help him but in the end it didn't work and really was his choice. I talked to him all the time, visited, and did whatever I needed to for him. Heroin in the worst thing to ever hit the streets. It isn't only an addiction it's a sickness. I didn't intend for this to be so long. Hopefully this will be help to someone who has gone through this, and to know it is okay to cry, it is okay to grieve. Look at pictures and listen to songs that remind you of them. I was blessed enough to have my dad in my life for 21 years, and for my daughter to know him for almost 2. I love you dad, not a day goes by that you don't cross my mind. I'll see you at Heaven's doors one day.
Kenny was my very first friend, and when I look back now the only true friend I ever had. His life was in shambles and I walked away from him. How dare me!? Who was I to walk away from the very best friend I ever had- maybe if I had included him in my pregnancy made him a bigger part of my sons life, maybe he would have wanted to live. Not a day will pass that I don't feel, in part , guilty for his death. Two days shy of his 27th birthday. I love you KB.
My brother Derek. I miss you so bad brother. I deal with the guilt, anger, depression, pain, and sadness every day. I cannot believe you're gone and it is ruining me (My brother had cancer and 3 years PTSD and he beat cancer, but couldn't beat drug addiction.) He died on 23 November 2013. I am not the same person. I'm very sad. I miss you every day sooo much, I just want to tell you I love you and I'm sorry I wasn't there for you more. I know you're with god and he is holding your hand and carrying you in his arms. I will see you one day, but I will remember you forever. I love and miss you, I wish I would have told you how much I care about you more often. You are my best friend. I know you loved me and know I loved you. See you in heaven one day brother. God take care of my brother. He is a great soul and has a great heart.
To: Daddy It's been almost 15 years since you've been gone. I know I didn't know you but I miss you so much. I just recently found out that the real reason of your passing was because of an heroin overdose. What breaks my heart is you could've been helped, but they panicked and didn't know what to do, and just left you there. I wonder every day what it would be like to still have you here. I wish you could've been here to see your first grand daughter. Shes beautiful! I know you would've fallen in love with her. I miss you dad, so much. My heart aches every day. I love you with all my heart, I know you're watching over me ever yday. I'll see you again some day, until then I love you and miss you!
Your little girl
My Dear son, I am writing this letter to you and will address it to heaven. Lord for years I did all I could to help my Robert. God you gave me a wonderful son, but he had a lost soul. He left me with two wonderful grand-kids who will miss him. Robert your sister will miss the calls from you. What she would give for you to call asking to borrow $10. Just one more time to hear your voice. Oh how she loved you. As for me your mother my dear son I died with you. Now I am the lost soul, I am broken. God there has to be something I am to learn. I know God would not take one of my greatest gifts just to destroy me. God please give my boy all the joy he did not have in this awful world. My dear Robert your mother loves you so dearly, I will miss you. I never got to hold you in three years. You were coming home to me after three years. I will never have a guard stop me from holding you. I always had to put my hand on the glass window and you did the same, that was how we hugged each other. Now I am told again I have to look through a glass window again to see you. My son's birthday was 19 February 1978 and he died 19 February 2014. God took him back the date he gave him to me. I love you Robert. Your sister and I will miss you. Love, your mother and sis.
your mother
To my godson Connor Kelly who lost his battle with the demon on March 13, 2014. Words cannot express the empty way I feel today. The angels came and took you too soon. My love for you will always be there. I cherished the moments I had with you. Love your Fairy Godmother!
This isn't so much a tribute as a last attempt at father, Richard Stone, passed away in the early 1990s to a heroin overdose. I don't know much about him as he never knew about me, but would like to his mother and father to know he left a daughter behind. He was living in Eltham at the time with a friend who also died due to the same issue. This guy also left behind a daughter they I believe lived above a dry cleaner's in Eltham, Kent London and would have been born in the 1960s. I was born in 1987. please email if anyone can help. My love and thoughts go out to those who have lost a loved one. xxxxx
I miss you so much daddy. My dad Warren Skidmore passed away November 2, 2013 to a methamphetamine and heroin overdose. I didn't have any idea he was a drug addict. He held it together. I found him in the bathroom dead after breaking into his room because he didn't come out for an hour. I miss you and my heart aches every day.
Hannah Skidmore
I lost my first beautiful 37-year-young son Todd at 4 am 19 November 2012, fifteen months ago to oxy and alcohol, Xanax and opiate polypharmacy. I still feel dead inside I miss him so much. I know he would say: "Dad, I'm at peace and I'm sorry for the pain I caused so many that loved me. But don't focus on the 10-second mistake that ended my life. Remember, it was peaceful; I don't "know" that I'm gone--no pain, struggle panic or awareness. Please do what I would want---live happy, remember my life, not my death, and take care of Troy, my daughter Savannah, and mom." The pain of losing any child is heartbreaking. Substance abuse losses are triple hard. It's the largest cause of death men 20-40 ALL races and economic/social groups in the COUNTRY, taking more men that age than car wrecks, heart disease, accidents and the like COMBINED. Parents: it was THEIR choice, DON'T be consumed by guilt and anger; interventions and the like DON'T work unless they WANT TO QUIT. It's a DISEASE, not a crime, not a personality weakness or moral fault. Until our country and laws realize that, decriminilize it, built several hundred more clinics, and have enough substance abuse specialist physicians, the ghastly toll will continue. My Todd had an IQ of 200, was a highly paid medical pro, and was the most fun, optimistic young man you could know. But he self medicated his bipolar disorder saying: "Doctors don't know anything Dad". I once shouted out over his grave: "They couldnt' have done worse than this Todd". I forgive him cause he was kind and never would have hurt us like this purposely. Reach out to young adults abusing that garbage oxy and mixing it with booze; did you know two damn TYLENOL 500 mg and 7 or 8 BEERS can stop your heart in your sleep? Each makes the other TEN TIMES STRONGER. A heartbroken entertainer/dj in Burton Michigan....DJ Dan
February 12, 2014. The day I received a phone call that brought me to my knees, rocked my world; the day I became broken. My only child, my beautiful son, Eric, battled addiction until he lost his life to an accidental overdose 2 weeks ago - he was 26 years old. But as I read through these tributes, I realize that, sadly, I am not alone. I struggle to get through my days and nights. Well-intentioned friends and family tell me that remembering the good times will help me through, however, remembering the good times doesn't help me through, it makes me cry. I am on a new direction, a new path now. . . to advocate drug awareness, to start the conversation, to show everyone that the death of an addict is as worthy of grieving as the 'normal' or 'accepted' death of anyone else, that they can be and are, otherwise wonderful, kind, loving good people, albeit struggling with their demons. I will not be shamed by the manner of my son's death; I will not say he 'died in his sleep'...he died of an accidental drug overdose. He battled addiction. He locked himself in his room for days and suffered withdrawals in order to be rid of drugs. He asked to be arrested so that he could go to jail to withdraw from drugs. In and out of rehab for years, yet, he died alone in his room. When we will stop the madness that is the thief, the monster . . . called drugs . . . Forever loved, forever remembered, my beautiful sweet boy.
Kim Griner Heinz, Mom to Eric
My beautiful daughter Nicole passed away from this earth on 12/29/13 from an accidental drug overdose. Nicole was my heart! I will miss her forever until we can be together again in heaven! My heart goes out to others who are going through similar experiences! This pain is overwhelming at times but I am determined to live my life in a way that honors Nicole! I would love to somehow help others going through this kind of loss. Please feel free to contact me! George
George Keffer
My son Nicholas died of a heroin overdose on January 15, 2014, at the age of 18. I have had the run of all the emotions: guilt, fear, anger, despair. Nick is dead. Life goes on for others, but not us. I now realize that our country has failed us. There are billions of dollars spent on law enforcement, yet our children know where to score, but the cops are clueless. War on terrorism, yet the war on our children is ignored. As parents we run the scenario over and over in our heads, "What more could I have done?" I am angry that democrats and republicans can allow this evil drug and others to enter our country with impunity.
To my beautiful daughter Debbie who lost her battle with heroin addiction on January 22, 2014. It's only been 3 weeks but it seems an eternity since we lost you. Debbie had a huge heart and loved children and older people dearly. She had a heart of gold and would do anything for anyone but she couldn't win the battle of the heroin demons. While this addiction certainly starts as a choice, it rapidly becomes what appears to be an incurable disease. A huge hole now exists in my heart which will never be filled until we meet again and I know that we will. Please God please watch over my beautiful daughter. A tribute to my daughter Debbie from your Daddy Vic, your Mother Kathy and your Sister Karen!
Your Daddy
I post this tribute to Garrett H. who passed away this week from this disease. I Know he struggled, as I have had to kick this thing, but know in my heart he is with God as he gave his heart to God. I pray at this time for Julie H, and her family who are suffering and seeking to find comfort in this time. God I pray for all those tonite who are wrestling with this demon. God we honor Garrett's life, and know you turn all things to good, Victor B, recovered heroin addict Buffalo NY.
Victor Bagnato
To my loving uncle, You struggled for years with your demons but you are now with God. Thank you for teaching your family all of your valuable leasons. Thank your being there whenever we needed you. You will forever live in out hearts. You have tried so hard and long to win your battle. I love you and I miss you. Micheal S 4/3/82-2/12/14
Lucrecia S.
My beautiful baby sister thought she was invincible. She felt so much pain and tried to mask it with prescription antidepressants. She stopped doing the hard drugs and was just trying to live. She was looking for love her whole life. At 29 she slipped away. Accidentally she left us without realizing that she took too many pills for her body to handle. Her thin little body is lifeless. Your heart gave up on you. You didn't even mean to leave us, you just wanted the next day to be better. Your girlfriend just left you and I didn't know you were so sad before you left us. I just wish the outcome was different, but its not. I will have to accept it somehow. I will miss you and see you in heaven. I know you'll wait for me.
Your older sister
In loving memory of my big sister, Alice Mary Orr, died sadly and suddenly in 1984 from self poisoning, aged 30 years old. r i p . Love your sister May. Always grieving. God bless you and keep you. Big hugs - May..X Barrhead. Scotland. XXX. Also in loving memory of my wee brother, James Orr, died sadly and suddenly from acute alcohol intoxication on the 7th April 2011, five weeks after our mother died from peritonitis. Please pray for me and all our families. With a sore, painful and heavy heart. God bless you and keep you. Heavenly blessings, Mary Barrowman, Clydebank, Dunbartonshire. Scotland Please don't forget us in your prayers. Thank you. Xxxx
mary barrowman
I overdosed on March 4th 2013. I was only 14. I had overdosed on many pills over 40. I overdosed on my school bus on the way to school. In front of little kids and all my friends. I had no idea what was going on, I just became really dizzy and felt sick to my stomach. Then I fell. My eyes rolled back and everything turned black. Then I heard the ambulance guy say: "She's a cutter," from the scars on my arms. I got to the hospital and they had to pump my stomach. I passed out again. I was legally dead for 2 minutes. I had to stay in the ICU for a week or so because my liver wasn't doing well. They thought I was going to have to have a liver transplant and they knew I was going to be at the bottom of the list because no-one wants to give an addict a body part they will just abuse again. My doctor wanted me to go to rehab. He said it would be best, so I went. (The rehab) was hell. I went for a little over 3 months.
Ryan, Wish we could have eased your pain and suffering. There will not be a day that goes by that we won't think of you. Praying you are "going easy" now and at you forever...
To my beloved Chris, sunshine, and other half, You inspire me on a daily basis to pursue recovery and sobriety. After months clean, you experienced a thought which you were defensless against which was to get high. God had decided that he needed you more than we do here on Earth and took you home. Your memory will live forever. We had so many plans, I planned on spending my life with you. Those plans and my heart were crushed on January 20, 2014 when I got the devastating news. You were a kind and loving spirit with an unique sense of humor. You will always be my blue eyes I hold you near, cause you're the only song I want to hear, a melody softly soaring through my atmosphere. Rip my angel. Meet you at the crossroads.
I lost my twenty two year old son to a heroin overdose. Every day my world seems to be worse. There are no more words left in me to describe how it hurts. That rotten, killer drug
To: My Son, Bob Glatfelter My mind still cannot grasp the reality that you are actually gone. My heart aches and I miss you so very much each and every day, the pain is sometimes unbearable. I know you fought hard to overcome your addiction, but the demons were just much stronger. I miss you so much every day. I will not let you be forgotten and I will continue to fight for those still struggling with addiction. I love you my angel. Fly free. Love, Mom
Vickie Glatfelter
Tomorrow will be three years since we lost you Danny. I miss you every minute of every day. Dad, David, Cassie and Chrissie too. My beautiful boy. My heart, my soul, my angel. I was blessed to have you for 25 years. Continue to give me strength. I will need it. Forever in our hearts.
Dori Scofield
To Jeffrey Moore, passed on April 27, 2006 at the age of 28. Jeffrey, I love and miss you so much. There are no words to describe the void left in my heart when you left me. I have finally found some peace with the thought of you being in a safe, happy place. No more pain, no more self-hating and no more praying for a way to get clean. You are happy safe and drug free, for that I am thankful. You are never out of mind and always in my heart. My precious son I love you so very much, Mom.
Sharon Moore
Sean I will love and miss you always. You were a great printer and we miss your cooking and your laugh. We love you ♥ and I wish I had known that when you went to sleep you would never wake up again..Forgive me sweetheart..xoxo
Cathy Grywakski
Dad, my poor dad. I am so sorry you felt alone all your life. I know you made mistakes and unfortunately you lost your way. All my life, I hardly knew you, and now you're gone. I want you to know that I don't hate you or blame you yet I understand you now. The power of addiction took your body, but I believe god has your soul. I love you dad, please watch over me.
Richard Lomei
To Lauren On March 28 my best friend Lauren overdosed. She was rushed to the hospital and was there for three days while the doctors fought for her life. I was sitting there with her and her dad while he was sitting crying his eyes and heart out, begging for her life. I love Lauren like my own sister and I am grateful she is still here.
My much loved and only daughter, Holly Leigh Copeland passed away on May 27th, 2014 from a heroin overdose. She was just 26 years old. She will be greatly missed by her parents. We pray that God will hold her in his arms and keep her safe. We love you always, Mom and Dad
Candace Camp
Daniel Hieb
To my gorgeous boy, my man, my prince, my soulmate, my whole meaning of being on this earth !!!! Your beautiful heart showed me what love really means, I wish I could save you like you saved me! You fought your demons gracefully but then you gave in Friday June 13th, you're pain-free my angel, I'm taking your pain with me, so go on and throw a party, you've done your mission on this earth. Thank you, thank you for all the beautiful things we shared, I only knew you 2 years of our life but that was enough to know I have truly experienced what other people only dream off !!! I'll make you proud ... Till we meet again xxxxxxxxx
Calvin James Ancelet jr. 10/18/1967 - 4/26/2014
Dear Dad, No one knew. No one knew you were suffering, and that you were fighting this battle. No one knew how sad your blue eyes were. No one will ever know the pain you held inside. I'm more like you than you knew, I wish I could have told you. I dreamed about you last night. You were in heaven. I will meet you there some day but I'm not going out without a fight, I refuse to die the same way. I'm suffering for answers to everything you left behind, but I love you more than life itself. Death from fentanyl patch overdose 3/8/14 53yrs old
Deedee munson
Well spoken. It is astonishing how many Tributes mention that the person had stopped using. Rehab and periods of abstinence are well-known risk factors for overdose but are obviously two of the most dangerous. And we should never forget friends, family partners etc..because they will never forget what they've lost. Look after yourself.
Since 1982, I must have been to at least 25 OD funerals nearly all of which followed a period of abstinence and usually involved alcohol. My friends died because they bought into the lies of prohibition. Addiction is a chronic disease, the symptoms of which CAN be easily and safely treated for less than 50 pence a day. Most of us grow out of it if we survive long enough. Annie from Watford didn't live long enough to find out, neither did "Harry" aka Paul F, Emma, Pete, Phil (the Pill), Tam, Mark et al. Let's not forget the partners, parents, friends and family of the above whose lives were distorted by their loss. Victims all of hypocrisy and the War on Drugs (users) Remember prohibition screws you up. Viva
My nephew CJ, you left such a huge hole in our family when you died on May 6th, 2014. We all miss you terribly. We know you worked so hard to fight through this and gave your mom and dad and brother a chance to see their old CJ again for a few weeks. I know I had not seen you in a long while but you were always in my heart and always will be! May you be at peace. Watch over your mom and dad and give them strength! Love you!
It's been a hard long road the past couple of years. That voice never leaves my head. I know you saved me, but sadly couldn't save yourself. I know you are happy, I hear that laugh every once and awhile. I just hope people can open their eyes sooner than later. This is a disease and I thank you Tyler, that I am two years sober today and alive. I miss every bit of you, but knowing you are still by my side puts my troubles at ease. I pray for the Harms family that one day they find peace in such a tragedy. I will treasure every memory I had with you. One day we will meet again, and until that day know I love you. ♥️
Dearest Little Sister, Tammie I judged you harshly. I blamed you. I did not understand. I did not know the power of addiction. I hate the years it took from us. I hate the pain it caused your kids. But,, now I get it. Now, I understand. Some day I will hold you and tell you I love you. Some day I will sing you to sleep again. Someday I will look in your beautiful green eyes and ask you to forgive me. Until that day, There will always be an empty place in my heart. I am so sorry. I love you.
Pam German
The moment we met, I knew my life was never going to be the same, but the ride was going to be worth it. Oh, what a ride, through thick and thin, we always made it...Until this last time, when a negligent doctor gave you morphine. Less than 2 weeks after that, you were accidentally dead. The pain is overwhelming and deep, the longing to see you once again unbearable. I think about you and miss you every second of my life, Linda. You are my baby girl, and I will always love you and you will always be in my heart and soul. Linda Lee Pearce -03/29/67 to 12/22/2013 A Great person no longer with us because of negligent drug prescription
To my oldest son...Austin; You were one of a kind. Big heart, beautiful soul, an honor to be your mother. You fought addiction harder than I have seen anyone else try. You also had bipolar, which was very difficult for you to face. But once again you took that on too and did your hardest to battle that problem as well. Thank you for being you and for loving your family and friends to the fullest. You are missed by us all. See you one day soon.... Love Mom
Mom….Ann Roberts
Malcolm Rye you were way too young we will always remember . May the pharmaceutical company hear the cry and hear the call.....welcome
Larry Williamson
Kelly, I know you probably don't consider us good friends or anything like that, but it's hard for me to think that I'd never be able to talk to you again. You're the third person that's left me with one less person I actually liked to talk to. I'm sorry, but you're a dick for leaving. I already miss you, but I hope you're better off and that you actually thought it through. Anyways, I send my love to you. Bye.
Someone That Cared
To Zachary Middleborn You fought the hardest I've ever seen and will always be proud of you for that. You were clean 7 months and didn't hide from it. You spoke out about how you wanted to help others. You were the sweetest, kindest, most loving 20-year-old I have ever met. But this deadly drug won and we lost a special young man who will never be forgotten. I know you are in a good and peaceful place now, but our selfishness wants you back. I've never been more inspired by someone half my age but I'm going to do whatever I can to to continue what you were trying to do, which is bring awareness to this killer drug! Rest in paradise Zachary!! You are loved by so many friends and family. Thank You for the time we all did get to spend with you. We will treasure it always. GOD BLESS.
Sandra Wood
Joseph Richard Smith, I love you and will never forget our beautiful summer in the sun. You're an amazing father friend and everything in between. You loved me with your whole heart and I will forever treasure every conversation and experience we had. I wear the starfish charm you gave me over my heart to remember my summer of love with the greatest man to enter my world. Watch over me and your beautiful girls. Rest in perfect bliss my beautiful Prince, see you in the heavens my sweet angel
Nichole Marie Nania
To the Lost Souls (Lisa and Dave) who have passed to the terrible drug heroin. I hope you have at last found peace. You died so young. I hope there are no more to add to the list. It seems all too common here and around the world.
To my beautiful little sister Rebecca S. Meadows (32) of West Virginia. I will forever miss you and all of the great and happy times we shared until you left us, your two older sisters, Saprina and Crystal. You are a part of us that we miss so dearly. Living with your drug addiction was such torment to you and all of your family. God took you for a reason we will never understand. It is so hard living without you. We love you so much. You will always be with us because we three sisters were a whole together. I love you Becky. Always, always, always.
Saprina M. Meadows-Roark
To Travis Corraro you are missed by so many. I love you boo and miss you so much.
Alexis Darlene Smith
I will always be saddened by how much pain and torture you must have felt. I love you and I'm sorry things ended this way. I will never forget you Matthew Martin Fisher.
Jen W
Tom my dear sweet son, They are right everyone's life has changed and we will never be the same. I thank you for visiting me in the night. I thank you for all the dragonflies that follow me around since you passed. But I ask why? Why? We would have gone to hell and back for you, don't you know that? I ache when I recall the sad times in your life. I would have given anything for you not to have them. I would have died for you just to be happy. We will love you forever.
the mirror of your soul
We lost you today my handsome, funny cousin. I will miss you and wish that you had another chance at getting better, at growing old. I love you Andrew, Rest in peace and God bless you.
My sweet son. My heart still breaks a little more every day. I wish I could hear you call me Momma again. You fought the battle and at times I thought you were winning. Maybe it was just wishful thinking. The phone call telling me 'Trey's gone' was the call I always feared. I know you were 25 but you were and always will be my baby boy. Taken away by addiction too soon. Trey Pritchett entered this world 1-18-87 and left us all broken hearted 11-10-12
My beautiful Brian, you are now free. Rest peaceful until we meet again. Your loving Karen 1147
To: Andrew Gidcumb (6/15/1991-8/11/2012) Our dear son, brother, we miss you more than words can express. You still live in our hearts!
Mom, Dad, Tim, Jaclyn, Steve & Alex
To Jimmy John, You will forever live in Brittany's and my heart until we meet again. We love you more than words can ever say and will miss you more than anything. I wish you would have let me know you'd hit hard times again. I was, and would have always been there for you. In our hearts forever, we love you. You were the love of our lives!!! Jen & Britta
Jimmy John
To my dear brother, Joshua Charles Bennett, I wish you were still here with us. Our collective hearts are broken into thousands of pieces. Nothing will ever be the same. I wish you had chosen life. I wish you had believed in yourself. I wish you had surrounded yourself with happy and healthy people who truly loved you. I miss you.
your sis, Laura
My treasured gift, my beautiful boy, university graduate, winner of awards, a mentor to his friends, a lover of baseball and football with a gift of discovering indie music talent, came home to his father and me after several years living away. We soon discovered that our boy was in deep addiction to heroin. We made it our full time job to get him clean. Did we want it more than him? Counseling-detox-and 4 days before entering a 90-day treatment facility he died in our home of an overdose 11-9-13 at the age of 24. The 3-week wait to get our son help seemed like an eternity. I still wait for him to come home. Life as I knew it has ended...will I see you again my beautiful son? The only thing that keeps me going is YES I will.
On the day the news broke The leaves drifted down All twisted and brown And wasted with grief And the river it ran And the cliffs they stood still And in shock I lay down And I wept on the hill And the old man he came And he patted my head And in kindness he spoke I don't know what he said We miss you Dad. We will always miss you. You wonderful, stupid man. We are all free.
Although you are gone my friend, my brother your children will always know you, this I promise. Your little 6-year-old boy is just like you and your baby girl, well, she's getting so beautiful. I will always keep your memory alive. I love you John Vince Mclean. Your birthday is coming up soon. you would have been 27. Wow I can't believe your beautiful life was taken so soon. I will forever miss you.
Jolean Mclean
12.13.89 - 11.28.113 Robbie, I miss you so much and will always remember all the fun times we had, the inside jokes, and just how we were supposed to grow old together. I know you're still with me and I strive to make you proud. You were my soulmate and no matter what anyone says we know the love we had for each other and that is eternal. Love you and miss you baby boy 6.19 forever.
your dee baby
Boo, I live in continual fear that you will die. If God, forbid you do, I too will die a slow, agonizing death. I happened upon this site and have read the devastating lives that have remained after the loss of their loved ones. Although today, a day before Mother's Day 2014, I have not lost you yet as they have, I have lost you in other ways. You are only 23 years old, so smart, so loving, so compassionate! I would hate for those attributes to be lost on this horrible drug. PLEASE get help and work towards having the life that those who love you know you're capable of! I love you to the moon and back. God is there for you, so reach out to him my son!
Mama Bear
Joey, I love and miss you and am sorry for all your pain!
Denise Reitterer
Christine Allen I love you mom, more than you will ever know. Carrie Allen
Carrie Alen, your daughter
Ryan: 13 Feb 1983 - 17 March 2014. Age 31 from Gretna, Louisiana (west bank of New Orleans)
Dee wilson, Love you forever. I never told you how much you meant to me
In honour of the greatest gift I will ever receive, my treasured big brother Jamie. It’s been 75 days since you left my side and left a hole in my heart. I marvel every day at how the world still spins in colour when through my eyes everything looks so grey. We were robbed of your gentle soul, taken by an accidental drug overdose at just 30 years of age. Your battle with addiction never defined who you were, instead it saw you as a soldier in my eyes. Waking up with this fight every day wasn’t easy for you, but your courage, your resilience and your beautiful big heart made you my hero. I lived in fear of this for so many years and I so naively thought the fierce love our family shared protected us from this reality. Now I know that life is too short and the only thing guaranteed to us is the space in our mind and I intend to fill mine with beautiful memories of you. You’re free from your struggle but now begins mine. Light up the sky my love x
Your Sis
To: Mikey He lost his dad to an overdose last night 3/2/14. He was a good man, it's sad to see him go like this. R.I.P. Caveman
Please watch my video about my brother's addiction.
I am 16 and from Kentucky and still grieving my dad's death even though it was 12 years ago. I was 4 when he died. He died 4 days before my birthday. My mom would tell good stories about him and if I asked how he died she would say he was sick and died in his sleep. That was true but she didn't mention it was an accidental drug overdose until I was about 11. I was in communicare and on antidepressants before I even knew this. And when I did learn it was his OD, I didn't think much on it until I was about 13. At 13 I felt he chose drugs over me and started to feel worthless. I kept it pushed to the back of my mind but after a couple of years I cracked. At age 15 I was cutting, burning, hair-pulling (self harm), making suicide plans and suicide notes. I was hospitalized twice that year. I hated my dad. Here's how I view/viewed things; if your own parent doesn't love you who will? He chose drugs over me so he didn't love me? Then when I got suicidal I hated him for leaving me in this cruel world. I wished he had killed me first. I honestly still hate my dad and I self harm occasionally but I am no longer suicidal. But it is his fault I am this messed up. I love him because I have to, I hate him because I want to. In memory or Thomas Les Sharp (Tommy)
Kristen Sharp (your baby girl)
Dearest Patrick, March 17th, 2014 was the most horrible day of my life. He's passed my sister said. 23 years old and St. Patrick's Day. A warm and wonderful human being. Your life filled my life. My only brother, my beautiful brother. Dead from this spiritual sickness, manifested in the form of heroin and benzos. I have work to do still in this world, but I will find you again, I promise you that. I love you.
Shannon B.
My Mother lost her battle to a narcotics addiction on November 4, 2013 at age 36. She left behind my dad, myself and my two younger sisters. I am 18 and they are 16 and 14. I remember that day like it was yesterday, the hurt, the pain, the guilt. I feel like I could have prevented it or something. I feel like it's my fault in a way. It seems like the pain will never go away. She will never get to see her children graduate highschool, get married or have children. There will always be a huge void in my heart that will never go away. R.I.P Lori Ann Parker. Sail on across the sky.
Shawna Parker
To my angels, Mallory and Derek. Mallory died of a drug overdose on August 7, 2007 in my bed. She was my best friend, and more. Even after death she has been there to guide me on the road to sobriety. Derek was shot and killed as a result of this disease, and even though he didn't overdose, he was killed because of drugs and in my book that's just as bad, if not worse. They both continue to be there for me and guide me. I picked up a year medallion last night for the first time in years. It is just as much theirs as it is mine. I love you both and you will forever be in my heart. Until we meet again, it's see ya later, never goodbye.
Stephanie Maitner
Dear Jake, today's your 35th birthday. I'm missing you more than ever.I didn't realize how bad your pain and addiction was, for that I am truly sorry. I hate the fact that you died from a heroin overdose.July 6 is creeping up and it will be a year since you passed on. May you be out of pain and know how much we all love and miss you my son. Love always, the gang - Dad, Mom, James and Jacs
Linda Sorg
to my only child and my best friend,randi c. rowell who was found dead from an herion overdose in a ohio motel room july 18,2012. she went to visit a friend and was gone less than a month. she was a true blessing and so full of life. and trusted everyone. i am very greatful that she was given to me for 24 years,even still i wish it had been much longer. she was my world. we wear the same clothes, had same friends,worked at the same place,and she lived with me most of er life. now my life has changed and will never be the same. i know she is dancing in the sky and singing in the Angels choir.i miss her very much. she will never be forgotten and will remain in my heart forever. i love you babygirl to the moon and back.until we meet again i will hold every memory tight in my you the mostest. your mommy
cathy lavigne
Jim, I am loving and missing you tremendously over these five months. I understand, I forgive you for what happened and I understood your addiction (I never didn't). I just wish it could have been different. I will always love and miss you. I believe you are free and happy now, and with other family members. Fly on my sweet angel and watch over us with your magical self. We will meet again one day, and until then, know that you are immensely loved and missed.
Simone S - another year has passed and I still miss you just as much as ever. Lately you have been coming to me in my dreams - I'm not sure if you are supporting me through difficult times or it's just me wanting you so badly to be with me now. Regardless of how much time passes, I will never forget you and the special friendship we shared. My love and thoughts are with you always - Lisa xxxxx
My husband's family awoke to their mom’s terrified screams when she found their dad dead on the kitchen floor. His cause of death was no secret. Remarkably, she raised 4 children while working and attending college. Cutting a long story short, I fear my husband’s alcohol and substance abuse will cause him to repeat history. He has told me he wants to feel what his father felt just before he passed. So I asked him why he would consider putting his own son and myself through such devastation. He claims he wouldn’t wish that on anyone. Yet his reckless ways seem to prove otherwise. We love and need my husband so much. The thought of losing him scares the crap out of me. As a recovering addict myself he’s made it very difficult to stay sober. I can honestly say that his loss opened my eyes and made me strong. I can’t even remember what I ever saw in that crap. It literally makes me sick! I dread the times when he sucks me back into that lifestyle again. Honestly, I feel I have no reason to use any more. I turned to drugs as a teen to numb the pain of depression. I was molested at a very young age and suffered loneliness after a failed marriage. Well, I’m finally happy with my life. We have a beautiful family and everything we could possibly want. So now when he turns to drugs it makes me think he’s not happy with his life. I feel like less of a person or that I’m just not enough for him. Is it too much to ask for a little normalcy? I never got to meet his father Robbie, who was only in his early 30s, but he is loved and missed by many. I also KNOW he would want better for his son.
Yonda Burns
Leemer, I feel you with me and I am constantly reminded of you. I’ll always remember how selfless and hilarious you were. I miss you and will keep your memory alive and strong. Thank you for teaching me so many things and for being a good friend.
For my son Matthew Nematz, who died 5/19/13 of an overdose of fentanyl and alcohol. Matt was 27 when he died. I will always remember you with joy, your smile and your sense of humor. I miss you terribly and so do all your aunts, uncles, cousins and of course Grandpa. My life is completely different without you. There is a hole where you should be. And yet I know you are close, I’ve had so many signs of your presence. I am so grateful for that. I miss you sweetness. Love you too.
Mary Beth Nematz
I miss my brother. He was just perfect. All was falling in place like he planned; two years clean, four days off probation. Then my worst nightmare. My big bro is gone and I’m so badly hurting. I got this my bro always said I did. I will always be so proud of him. He already knew I will hold this down. God please give me the strength.
Quincy, my beloved son, my only son, and my first born! I am so sorry that life ended suddenly for you on 6/3/14, at only 23 years young! You left behind mommy and 2 beautiful sons! They will probably never understand the addiction since I have placed them in Aunt Col and Uncle Tom’s home. A home where they are striving and doing awesome! We took your boys to the cemetery to visit you, so very heartbreaking for us! We miss and LOVE you with all our hearts! Hope heaven is good for you now! Love, Mommy!
Stephanie Kramer
There’s not a day that goes by that we don’t think of you and wish you were still here with us. You are missed so terribly much. To think how many lives heroin has taken, and wonder why yours had to be one of them, breaks our hearts. You fought addiction each and every day for so long, yet we NEVER gave up or lost hope. Hopefully having your angel wings has removed all the pain and darkness you felt in your heart. Ryan, your brother, your very best friend, struggles daily without you here and it breaks my heart so much to see him live with daily sadness in his heart. Love you and miss you with all of our hearts, always and forever, rest in peace ERIC RUSSELL ANDERSON 2-23-82– 10-27-2013. Love you, Anne and Ryan (Eric’s brother)
Anne & Ryan
To Arlee Baros from Amelia. I never really had a opportunity to share my life with you, but only in spirit.
Amelia Murphy
To the Soristo family in memory of Adam Dobson.
The Walker Family
My darling son Adam. You were only 19. Hard to imagine you would now be 34 years old. I often wonder what you would look like if you were still alive. Forever in our hearts. Mum
Sandra Harris
To Mike Rodrigo, (Oakdale) my husband. I wish your tortured soul has finally found peace! Unfortunately, your drug addiction caused so much grief and pain to so many people. I hope you are finally at peace!
Andrew, my love…20 years was not enough. There will never be enough memories or pictures to staunch the pain I feel thinking about you dying alone from a heroin overdose. I know you didn’t mean to do it, I forgive you. After 8 months clean and sober I thought you might have it licked this time. I’m sorry, mostly for myself as I’ll never see you accomplish the dream you had of pitching for the Arizona State Baseball team. I’ll never hold your babies and see what a wonderful father you would have been. I’ll see you in Heaven soon Son. Love, Mama.
Your Mother, Robin
I’m so sorry Hana. You were so brilliant and I’m so, so sorry. I miss you so much. I always loved you and still love you so much. Always and forever in my heart xo
Your Loving Sister
In loving memory of Jesse James. Rest in paradise. You are loved.
K Michelle
I just found out that my best friend died yesterday. Heroin overdose. I just wish I could have told him I loved him one more time. I love you Joey. I hope you’re in a better place. You deserved so much more than this.
To my fianceé Kyle (4-21-88/2-15-11), my brother-in-law Chris (12-27-85/7-3-09), and my best friend Katie (1-7-88/2-5-10). Three beautiful lives lost way before their time! I think of you all every single day! My life will never be the same without y’all in it! Chris I miss your craziness. Katie I miss your beautiful smile, and Kyle I miss the love we had, your blue eyes, and your willingness to love me no matter what we went through! I’m so lost without you guys, but so blessed I made it out of our situation alive. There is hope. Through love, programs and NA I found myself again! If someone you love is suffering, never give up on them. Your love could save their life! I’m a testimony to that!
This is a tribute to all those people who have needlessly died from overdose in the south London Borough of Lambeth. To all those who have suffered pain, loss and stigma because of the war on people who use drugs. To all those who have been vilified, judged, caged and tortured, we stand with you.
martin mc cusker
I lost my sister at age 55 on July 12 to heroin. She fought hard to overcome her addiction. She is now done and in the arms of love. I will miss her forever.
To my dearly loved cousin Brice Smith born March 25 1991 passed away March 23 2014 from a drug overdose. He still had his whole life in front of him. He passed away only days before his 23rd birthday. Brice was such a bright smart person everyone would say he was part computer. Talking about him in past tense doesn’t get easier. It still doesn’t feel real. I miss him every day and cherish every memory I have. He will always be in my heart.
Andrew John Patrick Betts Aged 27 yrs – Born March 23rd, 1987 Died July 1st, 2014 of an Accidental Overdose. So many questions but none of that matters my precious boy. Our son is gone. My heart is broken. The fog of grief envelops our family. It’s time to end the stupid, pointless ‘war on drugs’ and just defund the damn drug lords and put them on trial for crimes against humanity. Addicts need to be able to get treatment on demand and for those who can’t quit, by legalizing the clinical dispensation of pharmaceutical heroin, and other substitute medicines, clean needles and safe places to inject for those who need it thousands of lives can be saved. Just do the cost-benefit analysis. It should be a no-brainer – a job perfectly suited for the current crop of politicians and CEOs now running – I mean ruining – our country.
His father
Eddie Gutierrez, More than 20+ years have passed and you are thought of each and every day. It’s So Unfair! I wish you were here with us. I miss you and you’re NEVER EVER FORGOTTEN. Love, your little sister Rachel.
13 years ago my mother overdosed and was found alone in her home. Her struggle was never acknowledged with love and her fears got the best of her. I will always miss her and wished I knew what I do now. I love you Mom.
Five weeks ago, my smart, strong, funny, sweet big brother died of an overdose. One of his last acts was saving my mom’s life, taking her to the emergency room because of an asthma attack. He was 30. The world is different forever now. Brother, not a day of my life will pass without me missing you. Thank you for always being there for me, and I’m sorry I wasn’t there for you when you most needed me. Love you always. A hui ho. Until we meet again.
Forrest’s sister
William Joseph Sullivan Jr. (Billy) (Widge) 3-8-1972 to 7-4-2014 We love you Billy. Rest in peace Brother. We miss not getting to know you as a young a adult. You are and will be thought of often and missed. Love always, Your brothers and sister
Jeff,Jerry and Amy
To my Mikey, my angel. It’s been almost 8 years since you overdosed. I am so broken and I miss you so much every day. At times I do not want to wake up in the morning, but I always do. You have left such a void in all of our lives. I don’t understand why you chose to go the route that almost killed me. I Love you forever and always, until I see you again. Mom
Randie Walton
To my son Nicolas David Holland There aren’t enough words to describe what a light in our lives Nicky was. He’d been a sensitive child with anxiety issues and as he grew he discovered that drugs could ease his pain if only for a little while. He struggled with bipolar disorder and was in a lot of pain emotionally as a result. Nick became a dad at the young age of 14 and had a beautiful little girl that he and his girlfriend named Dalilah. She is a beautiful reminder of him everyday. Nick was compassionate, loved animals and dreamed of becoming a vet one day. He was shy but around his close family he was hilarious and outgoing. I don’t want anyone to ever forget him. His dad, his 2 brothers, his daughter, his girlfriend, his grandparents and me will always hold him close to our hearts. Rest in peace my sweet boy.
Amy Holland
My dear sweet brother, I still can’t believe that you’re gone. I miss you every single day!
For my brother Alan Patrick Cooray who died from an overdose 9th July 2013. A year has passed but not the pain. R.I.P we all miss you
6 July 2014. It has been one year today you have been gone. Jake, I miss you so much, your goofy grin and laugh. I will always be heartbroken that heroin got a hold of you. I will always remember the good times. Rest in peace son. Love. Always, Mom Submitted on 2014/07/09 at 6:28 am
My big brother Sam, not a second goes by without remembering your goofy-ass smile. So many ridiculous things have happened since you’ve died, and I have only wanted to share these experiences with you. I have our picture up at work. I have started spending time with a couple of your close friends. It makes me feel like you aren’t that far away. I know you aren’t. You could be a huge jerk (broke my scooter???) but it built my character, dammit. I love you and will miss you forever. Love, ALAINA Submitted on 2014/07/09 at 6:28 am
Danny, I can’t believe you lost the war. We pulled for you so hard, we were so encouraging and uplifting and we turkey thought you’d beat the odds. It hurts no end that you’re gone and I won’t be hearing the door to your room open anymore, hear your stories about your crazy life you used to have, and your infectious laughter. I can’t believe you lost. Danny Cahill was found dead in a hotel room in California on July 5, 2014, OD from heroin. He’d lived in New Jersey and struggled with it there and was clean, so my husband (his cousin but more like his soulmate/brother) invited him to move out here to California to get a fresh start on life. We did all we could to help him. My hubby went above and beyond to help him, he counseled him, hung out with him, talked, inspired, encouraged him every single day. We showed him love when most people wouldn't, and saw a side to him that most people would never see. I am so blessed to have witnessed the back ‘n’ forth between Danny and Keith, they were comedians together, they completed each other. Inseparable as kids, and again as 30-year-olds, now torn apart forever because of this stupid drug! So angry, so sad. So unbelievable. We really thought he’d pull through. He was too intelligent, too funny, too cool to go out like this. I wish I’d told you that even after this last slip-up following two months sober how much you meant to me. My kids will never see their “Uncle Danny” again. I feel blessed to have heard your last words to my 7-year-old daughter that you love her so much and that she is your favorite person and how cool she is. Such a beautiful soul. We thought that by coming out to HB to start over that you could get away from it and make a new life but in reality you came out here to say good-bye. So so so sad and I guess I shouldn't be surprised but I am. I love you Danny. You’ll never be forgotten. 10/11/83-7/4/14
To: Louie, It is difficult to believe that you are gone. It was a tragic day that you passed away from us. We know you are at peace from all the pain and suffering that you experienced as a result of addiction. We miss your sense of humor, your Italian imitations and the kids and I speak about you often with love. You will always be in our hearts.
Robin Scott MacDonald 10/2/70-18/11/97 Dearest Rob – so kind, so gentle and so individual. Taken by heroin, but never forgotten and always in our minds.
Mum & Dad
This is in memory of my son “Leo” who left us on Tuesday, May 6, 2008. He was my first born and my only son. We miss him every minute of every day. My daughter always called him her protector now she says he is still her protector, he just protects her different now. I am sad that his sons will not know what a wonderful, caring and amazing man their DAD is. Our life has changed so much since he has left. I always told him that he was the light of my life and my heart hurts so much every day. I know that that we will be together again someday, so until then I will continue on with a broken heart
Helen, Shauna and Evie
To my dearest friend Michael Anthony Maffetone 6.3.1982-2.11.2012 who passed away from a heroin overdose you are missed so much by many especially me every single day. Gosh it’s been so hard knowing I can’t talk to you and hear your voice or your laugh. I miss you more everyday but everyday is a day closer to seeing you. I love you forever!
Lita Lagutina
My Dearest Michael Anthony, I can not believe it’s been almost 7 months… since I’ve seen your beautiful Hazel eyes. since I’ve heard your voice joking around. since I’ve had you text me from the other room..making me laugh. since you were working with me, driving all over Long Island. since you played words with friends. since you took jynx and stax for your morning walk/run. LOL since you “talked” to Jynx and stax the way you do..and I never learned how..LOL you know they miss you like hell. since we had long talks and I am trying to take after your calm way of thinking. LOL 7 months of heartache. 7 months of pain. 7 months of crying at least 1 time a day. 7 months of barely holding on. 7 months of missing you like crazy. I’m so sorry that you still had felt pain to turn to your addiction…and wish you would have turned to us instead. Rest Peacefully my beautiful boy…you are free from your addictions…free from your from your restrictions. Love you forever…and ever I know you are an angel watching over us and we will see you again.

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