Terry was a good friend of mine, like an older brother I never had, he would give the shirt off his back to anyone in need, he had awesome sense of humor, very intelligent; I miss him dearly, more than words can say

I once knew a man named Brian. He was tall and shy he dressed nice and was respectful. One day me and Brian fell in love. He took me to a Mexican Restaurant and told me I was beautiful. I went home with him to talk and be closer to him. His family didn’t approve of me, and he deeply valued the family that he had because he didn’t have his have his mom or dad. I felt the weight of this, and I broke up with him for his betterment. We stayed in touch through the years and we watched each other fall into our own addictions. Several addictions. The one we had in common was fentanyl. I texted him one day to see if he wanted to smoke with me. He told me he had been clean or was trying to get clean or was trying to get clean but that he would find some dope for me. I never heard back from him, so I found my own. The next day or really the next few hours he was found dead of a fentanyl overdose August 31st, 2025. My heart shattered because I knew that I’d set him back in his addiction. I knew that he found the dope but kept it for himself instead. It should’ve been me not him. I lost the kindest most loving man I’d ever met, and I played a part in it. I’m now in a recovery program to change my life and to live the life he never got to live I know he’s in heaven at peace with God, but I still carry the burden of his death.

Danielle, My one and only child. My sweet, loving, giving and beautiful daughter. You left me way to soon. It’s not supposed to be this way. You absents has made this world cold and lonely. You had such a light about you. You lit up every room you entered. Always there to help anyone that needed it. I know that God wanted you because you were already an angel on earth. I wish we all could have seen the woman you were becoming. Your girls could have seen how great you could be. I know they would have been proud. I know I am. I miss you more than words can express. I know the day I got the phone call to come home to Georgia that you were on life support my world stopped and it hasn’t moved since that second. I hope and pray that you know how much you mean to me , your daddy and all of us who love you. . I carry you with me always not a second goes by that your not in my heart and on. My mind. I feel if I had stayed in Georgia our reality would be different. That you would still be here with me and your 2 girls. I wish I could change things. I love you my baby girl always and forever to the moon and back. I wait for the day to see your smiling face again and hold you in my arms and never let you go again.

My husband taken far to soon on June 17th, 2026. He wasn’t just my husband he was my best friend and my soul mate. He was also a father, a brother, a son and a really great friend to everyone he met. He will be forever missed and eternally loved….R.I.P John…

Inoa Inoa Inoa Inoa Inoa Inoa Inoa Inoa Inoa Inoa Inoa Inoa Inoa Inoa Inoa Inoa Inoa Inoa Inoa Inoa oh my G_d Inoa, Inoa, Inoa. Oh. Oh oh oh. No no no. My heart my heart my heart, a million pieces each in a million pieces each in a million pieces, each weeping, weeping, weeping. My G_d Inoa, no, no, no, i love you i love you i love you still. Oh G_d i wish i understood, why, why, why didn’t you wake me. I could have kept you safe, you could have been here with me now, we could have been side by side for years and years and years, warming each other’s toes and soothing each other’s shoulders, making each other laugh and waking each other alive, alive, alive. Oh i wish i knew did you do this on purpose, did you want to go away, or were you just hoping for a moment’s relief? Oh, G_d, Inoa, i will love you for ever and ever and ever. I hope you are safe, i hope you are free, i hope you are warm, i hope you are happy. I hope you know how much you were loved. I wonder will i see you again. Don’t wonder that i loved you, please know that i love you still. I always will.

My uncle pronoun out and his girlfriend Jeanette. We’re homeless, needed a place to sleep for the night. I allowed them to come to my house. They had both been clean for a while. However, she just got a big student. Check from going to school and a fresh prescription of her suboxin. Apparently they decided to get high and my uncle now woke me up in the middle of the night she had overdosed passed away. Rest in Heaven. My condolences to her children and family.