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Gary Murphy. You were my other. Fartface for life. An actor and true genius. I forgot tomorrow is not promised. Please reach out if you are struggling w mental health and addiction. You were the real deal.
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 🙂
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
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
June 9, 1998 - August 4, 2016
Tristan Lee T. was 18 years old when she lost her battle with addiction to a heroin overdose. Tristan was a beautiful, smart, compassionate person. Tristan was a hard worker at her local job and she died purchased meals at her work for the homeless - even in the darkness of her active addiction. Tristan was a young girl that lived life where she could say “I can’t believe I did that instead of I wish I had tried that”. Tristan was an amazing friend and dancer. Tristan was a smart girl who should have graduated from the early college with her high school diploma and associates degree. On August 4th, 2016, Tristan's family lost their daughter, sister, and granddaughter. This day will never be forgotten or erased from their memory. Please, if you or a loved one is struggling, get help today! Speak up, Speak out, education is the only way to end the stigma. Remember it could save a life!!
My dear precious son Raymond. You will forever remain on my mind and in my heart. If I can save even just one Mom from going through the agony of this type of loss it is because of my love for you. You are deeply missed by all who had the pleasure of having you in their life. I love you, Momma ?
I lost my precious son Jonathon Lohmeier August 26, 2018 from a fentanyl laced Xanax. He struggled with his disease of addiction for many years and we fought hard to free him of it. He was a funny, sensitive, loving, caring son that also struggled with bipolar, depression, adhd and never felt that was worth anything. I don't think he realized truly how much he was actually loved. He was born on the 4th of July 1989 and that is one thing he always loved about himself. He loved celebrating his birthday because he knew it was one time he would totally be the center of attention. He always is and always will be my firecracker. My first born, only son and the very first true love of my life. The hole in my heart will be open and will only be filled when I see him again when my time comes. Thank you for the opportunity to share my son Jonathon with everyone. I will say his name daily. He will not be forgotten. He is always missed and forever loved.
Thank you, Kristina <3
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
To my brother Andrew and sister Helen. You were my best friends. Love you and miss your more with each anniversary. Understand your pain now. X
In loving memory Raul Hernandez gone without no goodbye without I Love You. Everyday I think of you regretting how I will never hear your voice. I love you Daddy From Your Little Pony
With the greatest love, I remember my husband, Kim Wendling. You struggled so hard and fought as best you could. You finally have the peace you so desperately sought. Fly free, my darling...
I miss you my Beautiful Daughter ❤
Can't wait to see you again! Your story will be told by those who love you the most.
To my darling Holly. Missing you so much but I feel your presence every day my beautiful girl. Love you for ever.
All our sweetest love Mum, Dad and Daisy May. Rest in Peace. XXXXXXXXX
To all the families that have lost someone to this hard struggling disease called addiction & those that need to really understand that it's a real disease that we in recovery fight every day to not relapse. To all my fallen comrade's you are and will Never be forgotten & we all wish that you had reached out to someone before this Gorilla got a hold of you. Soar In Peace.
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
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
Dear Tyler my best friend. I love you and I am sorry you were in so much pain from losing your best friend Jon! You tried everything you could to numb that pain. I was with you my friend, I could never replace him nor wanted to. I am sorry I had to leave you. We got into treatment and you could not continue. I had to distance myself from you. I swear if I could take it all back I would have never left you alone. I pray you are in heaven and the pain you tried so very hard to numb is gone! I will live on your legacy with all my own memories of the art and beauty you brought with your music and how you could play your guitar so well. You were such a talent and I was always so proud of you! It’s been over a year. I cut ties with Everyone and disconnected for my own recovery. I just found out after I had that dream of you last night. I woke and searched your name and I cried when I found out you died Feb 3 2018 of an overdose and I was never aware. It hurts so bad! I have yet to get in touch with your family. I desperately want this to just be a dream but I never wanted to leave you alone. Please forgive me! I will always Love you man! Jeff
In loving memory of Hannah.
If my love could have saved you from your addiction, you would have lived forever.
My heart, my first love, my daughter.
The days aren't as bright without your smile. I miss you my sweet girl.
R. I. P. Christopher Nelson. You will be missed. I love you. You were the best boyfriend a woman could have.
Bobby, I miss you everyday... always wondering what life would be like if you were still here to experience it with us. Our son is so damn awesome. I love you, I cant wait to see you again.
Bobby Ray Kelly
3-5-1993 - 12-9-2017
Forever in my heart <3
To my beloved son, Albert Varela, you left us way too soon. FOREVER 21, 9/86 - 2/08 You are missed everyday even after 9 years. Our lives are irrevocably changed. We miss your jokes, your goofy sense of humor and your smile that could light up the darkest room. ALWAYS LOVED, NEVER FORGOTTEN...until we meet again.
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.
In honor of our son James Paoli
Denver, Colorado USA
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
Robin Scott MacDonald - born 10 February 1970 died from an accidental heroin overdose 18 November 1997 aged just 27. Such a matter of fact statement, but what a heartache it invokes still after 19 years. On National Overdose Awareness Day, Rob, we want you to know that we remember you and miss you every single day and not just the special anniversaries, "Loved you once, love you still always have
always will" Mum and Dad xxx
Jared Brisco 4/27/1977- 2/28/2019
You were one of the most humble and kind person I have ever known and I love and miss you every single day and I hope you are finally at peace and not hurting anymore and I hope god is taking care of you my love ..
I miss my best friend and soul mate. I can’t believe you have been gone since 10-2013 My life will never be the same. Talented artist and brilliant mind forfeited for drugs. I love you will all my heart. Infinity.
My daughter, Cassidy, died in November from a drug overdose. She was so much more than her illness. She was so smart, so funny, so kind, so talented, and so beautiful. She was my sunshine even when she kept me awake with worry. I wish mores than any that I could have saved her. But I loved her always. Even now. If she were here today, she say, "I didn't mean to get ill; I wanted to get well; and, most importantly, I wanted to live." So, for all those who have lost their lives to Opiod Use Disorder, let's have a moment of NOISE. Don't you think we've been silent long enough?
Janice we miss you so incredibly much... It's been the hardest five months ever. This wasn't supposed to be like this.
She loved, lived, laughed and left.
Be your own kind of beautiful.
I'm incredibly proud of my daughter. Hope Saunders was a force to be reckoned with. I never have and never will define Hope's life by how she died. Her life, for me, and for so many of her friends, is defined by how she lived. She was a beacon of light, to many, in this otherwise, dark and troublesome world. Her spirit, her spunk, her tenacity, her panache was rivaled by virtually none.
Hope is beautiful, witty, strong, fearless and altruistic.
Fly high, fly free baby girl.
My son was bipolar and an addict. He was only 19 when he passed away commoning from a party. My son had clearly relapsed and was crossing the street and was hit by a car doing 70 mph per hour. He died on impact. Friends and family tattooed his birthday and a rose. Tristian, as soon as he turned 18, got three roses tattooed. I decided to do a celebration of life instead of a memorial. I wanted people to have fun and talk about all the funny things he did and whose hearts he touched before he passed. Another Tribute I did for him is to start college because when he finally started talking to me about having a problem, I never felt so proud of him. I told him I'm going to school to help him, and he was my biggest supporter. He was in rehab and the psych ward twice, but I knew my son, and he wasn't good at talking about his private life with strangers, just like his peers. I don't know how long I will be in school because of him, I found my purpose, and when I graduate, it will be another tribute to him. Tristian always reached out to friends and family that had his issues. Tristian could always help others but couldn't help himself, and in his name, I will help him continue to help those who can't help themselves. His passing will always hurt but now knowing my purpose in life gives me a sense of joy. Knowing that he is finally free of all the pain he was in also gives me Joy; even though I still cry for him every day, I am glad he is finally free.
You meant alot to everybody that knew you and were the closest person in my life nothing will make the sadness of the years since any better.
Cumming GA Forsyth County
My dear son Christopher Michael Bailey, I am so sorry that this has happened to you. I think about you from the moment I wake up to when I lay down at night. I know you did not want this to happen, you were so happy and you were looking forward to the upcoming year so you could be the general manager at your own store. It breaks my heart that you will not get to do this. Your mom and I and your sister Stephanie love you dearly and miss you more than anything. One day I'll be with you again kiddo.
This is my son, Graham Thomas Duke. Graham had a kind soul and a giving spirit. He laughed out loud and he worked hard.
He was a son, a brother, a uncle, a grandson, a nephew, a friend. He was loved and treasured. He lost his battle at age 25.
My son Ryan John Moylan (30) lost his battle with addiction on 6/11/16. My son left behind 2 children Cayden 12 and Ryan 6 and Nick 11 his bonus son. I grieve everyday for my son and my tears wil never stop. Everyday I fought to keep him alive only to lose him because 2 people didn't call 911. Although he was an addict he was a good person and would help anyone.i will miss his goofy smile and treasure the time I had with him.. Rest in heave my sweet boy and have fun with Grandma?????
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.
To my loving son Justin you are missed and deeply loved. I hope you are at peace. 1993-2014
Love Mom and Dad
Kieran April 1, 1991 - May 22, 2017. Life is just not the same without you. You are forever loved and missed every single day. Always in my heart 💜💜
Hope to see you soon and that you aren't hurting anymore.
On November 28, 2015 my beautiful son Benjamin Dominguez, age 19 was taken by a drug overdose. I loved and love him so very much. My every cell yearns to be with him again. You see, he was so smart and funny, always playing practical jokes. His presence exuded joy and happiness, aso did his wide smile full of pearly whites. I was always so proud of him as he always tried to help others feel accepted. I so wish to see and talk to him again. Maybe then he will speak of his deep dark secret that he kept from me, as he never wanted to hurt me. Ben, if you just could have talked to me about your addiction, perhaps I could have helped you more. RIP my beloved son, Benjamin. 08-09-96 thru 11-28-15
Please, rest easy L.
In memory of my daughter Katie Lee Thomas who lost her battle with addiction, August 16, 2016.
RIP Katie Bug...... 12.9.1994-08.17.2016
Efland, NC USA
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.
To my beloved Son that passed on August 2nd 2014 he was 30 years old I miss him every day his smile his laughter him saying mom my closurewill be when I go to heaven and see my son again that's when my closure will be fly high my angel until we me again rest in peace
In loving memory of Trevor Yarrington, 11/16/2013.
You will forever be loved by so so many. Gone but NEVER TO BE FORGOTTEN!!
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
No one should have to experience the unbelievable pain of losing a child.
Tommy, you are loved and missed every minute of every day.
Rest easy my son.
West Orange NJ. Essex
Someone do something about this awful drug overdose epidemic. It'll affect you soon if it hasn't.
Luke, you will never be forgotten. I will make sure your voice is heard until my last breath. Forever 31. I miss you my boy!❤️
Chaska, MN USA
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.
My son Connor was a creative sensitive boy. He was thoughtful, kind and wanted to be a Youth Pastor. He watched out for people in need and had a servant's heart. He was so loved and is so missed. I can't wait for the day I get to see him again in Heaven.
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
In memory of Jesse Rogers, heart of my heart. The world is less for your loss. Til we meet again - Moms
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