Rest in Paradise Patrick ❤

Seattle

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.  

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.

Bless you J and M.  You are both remembered and loved.

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.

Erik, who just turned 40 was the love of my life. He cooked for me, cleaned, decorated my walls with art and his art, made music for me on the computer and mp3 player. He had an addiction to heroin and had to go to rehab a number of times. I found him overdosed on fentanyl and flakka, on my guest bathroom toilet at 5:50 a.m. August 10th, 2015. I waited to call 911 and called a friend out of state who told me to call 911. I was in shock as his fingers were blue and I did not see his face as it was hanging down to the floor. I could not move him. I cry every day and night and it is 2 and half years since he died. I still have his music, autopsy report, birth certificate and medical cards and drivers license. I cannot afford to move from here. Erik, please rest in peace and I will see you in heaven I hope. Love mom xooxoxxoxoooxxo

Lake Worth/Florida/usa

Rachelle, it has been 4 long painful months since you left. I still play back in my mind everyday what the police told me at 11:15 am on August 23,2017. You were only on Meth for a few months. It took over you and took your life in such a short time. It's just not fair!!!! I feel like this pain will Never ease. You probably didn't know how loved you were. (are) We miss you so much. Sometimes I feel as if I can't breathe. Your daughter misses you. Your sisters. I tried to get you help but I was too late. I'm so sorry. I love you my baby Lake Charles, LA US

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.

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.

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.  

to my dearest, and the most beautiful woman in the world, my mother! 5 months today without you..  May you rest easy easy, amongst the poppy fields!!!     Not a day goes by that I don't think of you. Love you so so very much my angel! Hope to see you again one day soon xxxxxxx

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.

I lost my husband, my 4 kids lost their dad, at the age of 35 to a Meth overdose on February 3, 2016. It's been a very difficult 6 months for us all. He was an amazing man, an extraordinary father and husband. Unfortunately the drugs took over.

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. ♡

We will remember you always. Our brown eyed boy. Love you forever, mom and Dad, Eric and Caleb

My sister died March 4, 2017. She had sever borderline personality disorder, she was so unhappy. She took a fentanyl patch from her friend and died. She could've been saved but nobody called for help. She died and my family has been ripped apart, nobody talks to each other now. I miss you Tasha, more than you'd ever know. San Antonio

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

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.

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.

Curtis Dean Ashworth you are terribly missed by your loved ones. Your death has left a forever hole in my heart. RIP my love 2/20/83 – 3/16/13

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.

Kenneth J. Wade,
Your family and friends love you and miss you so very much. I love you with all my heart. You changed my life for the better. You will never be forgotten. I love you Kookie. Monster out.
Your Sarah 💙

Mobile, Alabama United States

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.

On this day, I lost my son, Joseph to a heroin overdose. 4 years later I am still over come with grief. Death is final for the addict. Death is forever for the loved ones left behind. Make the choice to say no.

To my dearest son Benjamin Joseph Dominguez.   My heart breaks for you. There was so much hope and promise for your future without drugs. You wanted so much to be free of that 'monkey' on your back. You wanted to go to college, have a wife and kids someday, and for me to realize what it is to be a grandmother. You wanted your brother to forgive you for your transgressions You missed so many milestones, my son. I love and miss you so much Ben!!

.My friend Les died 15 years ago but after an accidental overdose of pain meds. He suffered terrible migraines for many years but fought bravely . Worked with his Dr doing any new treatments they developed and taking regular medication as prescribed. Then one day he learned his dad had a terminal illness. He was already in a lot of pain that day but this news added to that.. To deal with the pain he kept taking his meds, not realizing how much he was taking. Later that day he was found unconscious in his bedroom and shortly thereafter he died. The worst thing was that the police said it was suicide but I know it wasn't. Because it was deemed suicide, his family didn't get his insurance. So sad. And his dad actually lived about ten years more. Les was a wonderful man. He raised animals and was devoted to his parents. He meant to alot to me and many others.

Posted 08/07/2018

I lost by brother, Louie last year and living without him is the saddest thing I'll ever have todo. You are missed Louie, we were supposed to keep growing up together. I only wish you got more time here with us. I love you. #forever26 easton United States

My son Justen Jesse Hummel passed away August 9,2014...everyday since then my life has changed , I miss him so much , I feel so lost , empty, nothing seems important anymore ..... I wish I could bring him back..... I always ask God to let me dream about him when I sleep .... I want to touch him , hear his laugh , see his smile , give him the biggest hug and never let go ..... this hurts my heart more than anything I have ever dealt with .... it literally aches.... I love and miss you Justen ... love " moms" ❤️

Louisville ky

Patrick Kevin Kelley. 6-28-82---1-18-11. Love ❤ and miss you every day. Mom

Sean,
You were an amazing person who fought a horrible demon that ended up taking your life and continues to haunt the streets of the world. Your two boys and I miss you everyday and everyday there isn't a moment we don't think of you and wish you were here. You were an amazing person who didn't deserve this.
You will always have my heart and I will never forget who you truly were.

Love you, Sam

Carson City NV

My beautiful Simone-another year without you and time doesn't heal it's just taught me how to adjust without you by my side. I know you're with me in the things I'm doing-I just wish with all my heart we were doing them together as we'd rock at it!! Please guide me when I feel like I'm loosing grip. I will never, ever forget you and love and cherish the time that we had-always. To my amazing best friend-love you to the moon and back-Lisa xxxxoooooxxxxx

Posted 28/08/2018

Jordan Gray Anderson, my dearly deeply missed daughter.  I am heart broken, devastated and so so sad.  Never ever does a minute go by that you are not on my mind.  This horrific disease of addiction took your life.  You tried so hard, and succeeded for awhile, but it is relentless.  My life will never be the same, nor will your brothers, your boogieman!  I wish I could tell you how you are so worth it, hang on, nothing stays the same, you can do this, we're here to support you.  But I understand this disease also.  The world was not enough to keep your vibrant, beautiful soul.  No doubt you light up the sky every night with your love.  Always missed and loved.  1/8/1990 - 4/30/2015

My first born son Tommy Brennick unfortunately died from an accidental overdose September 1, 2016 leaving behind two beautiful children then 3 and 4. His incredible gift of kindness, strength and purity lives on in his children. Please keep all those suffering, those who lost their battle and anyone in need of help close. Let them know they matter, offer help, show them respect by becoming educated on addiction and ways to help. Tommy, my son, forever in our hearts, I’ll always love you and move heaven and earth for your children

Posted 24/08/2018

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.

Carly June 13 ,2014. A parents nightmare. After years of your terrible battle with the disease of addiction. We lost our precious daughter. Never thought it would end this way. Love you so much, & miss you every minute. Glad you are no longer in pain, my sweet angel? Mama

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.

I miss you so much Chloe, there is not a moment in the day that I am not thinking of you. I love you baby girl. I pray that you are doing all that you loved to do up in Heaven. XO Momma Bear
02/09/1999 - 01/20/2017

Hackettstown NJ USA

My son Bobby loved and missed every minute of every day 💔

today on this date was so sad for me I cry till I couldn't cry no more I cry cause I knew I wouldn't see you no more here on earth. but with the grace of GOD each passing day GOD gave me strength and now when this date comes it puts a smile on my face to know you are so happy and pain free and at rest You were and still are the best sister anyone could ever ask for. I miss you so much, more than I ever have before and I would give anything to be able to hug you so tight like I used to. But I do know that God and mommy is there to give you those hugs for me and you are enjoying every minute of it.

In memory of our son, Dominic, forever 23, lost his life to the disease of addiction on April 2, 2008.  You will forever be in our hearts and minds.  Till we are together again once more, sending love with hugs and kisses, Mom, Dad & Lex.

Ohh how much I miss you my sweet boy.....  I hope I can be your mom again.  David kuhl...... 3-6-82   -  2-23-14. ..   always on my mind and forever in my heart! Xo's

On 5/27/15 we lost our beautiful blue eyed amazing son to the Heroin demon.  He was a much too young 19yrs old and our only child.  Not a day goes by that we don't think of his smile, his amazing hugs and his quirky sense of humor.  I miss him more and more everyday and look forward to the day that I get to hold you again in my arms.  In the meantime, we work to raise awareness of this horrible drug and if we can help just one family avoid this kind of pain, then we are successful.  Arizona Strong is a tribute to our son.  Forever 19 Austin C Lightner 1/1/96 - 5/27/15.

Dear Heathy it has been 12 years since you have passed. I'm sorry I didn't find out straight away. I hope you know that I still talk to you most days. And every time I listen to Soul Assasins I think of you and all the good time in the Torana. Some many things we still had to do together. As I get older it dawns on me how young you were taken. So many of us miss you. Our beautiful Reanna has joined you on the other side I hope you can look after her for us. Rest in Paradise. My friend. Till we meet again.

Remembering you my sweet angel! Adam Tripp, age 22, died August 16th 2014. Forever loved and missed. Ypsilanti, Michigan USA

Please help fight this issue. My son was 17 when he passed only 5 weeks after his bday witch has changed mine an my older son (21) an lil girl (8) lives jerasticly. He was the happy and out going part of our family, the best friend to each of us and our solid ground no matter what hit. Please don't ever take one second with a loved one for granted cause you never know when it can be your last or theres. My son Brendon Nicolaus Lavrar ODed on a prescription drug called methadone witch was carelessly being sold, passed along and left freely in homes close to ours. He knew nothing about them and it took him from us in Feb 27th, 2016. Please lock your meds up, keep them up high an away from people that don't need them, and if your not taking them dispose of them properly, save the next persons life and keep another family from goin through what we are still 17 months later....
Son, Bub damn we miss and love you, since loosing you I'm no longer afraid to go, when my time comes I know you'll be waiting for me and that day will be our 4ever since we will never be apart again. I'd give every lil.. shoot every big thing up just to have you here....see you again one day. Fly high my perfect angel....soread them wings fly my son.❤☝😇📿😭

Red Bluff/, Ca. USA

In memory of Greg Howard, we love you and miss you everyday!  RIP ❤

My mom od on pills and she ended up dying.   On jun 8 2009. Lets all look out for the signs and stop this

My mother died on April 2nd, 2016. She was only taking perscription pain killers, and we all knew she was taking too many. We tried to get her into rehab. We called the cops. We tried child services, seeing as how her and my dad have seven kids together. They were together 30 years, but after her mom died, things got much worst. She became dangerous, and then one day, she never woke up. I miss you so much, Mommy. I know you're such a beautiful angel. I think about you everyday. I only got you for 20 years, but I know I should be thankful since most of your other kids and my siblings got much less... (She and my dad have kids aged 23 to 6...) It kills me that I never got to say goodbye to you, Mommy. You're my first love. I miss you so incredibly much.

# weDOrecover I am I recovering addict motherof three who will not let the many many friends and ffamily who I will not have let die in vain to.my guardian angels who I know watch over their friends and family everyday WE LOVE & MISS YOU ............miss you #gonebutnotforgotton you know who you areGOD BLESS all include those still struggling everyday thank you ~leelee Erie pa usa

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