Tributes

On May 17, 2017 I lost my only sister, Michele Lautenbach, to a heroin overdose. She was only 28 years old. She had been battling her addiction for close to 10 years and we are all extremely heartbroken that she lost. We have to spread awareness for the memory of our loved ones.

St. Louis

RIP MIKE RYAN LOVE AND MISS YOU.

Weymouth

For my brother…John A. Corby 6/13/72-7/11/12…who is missed everyday. Heroin took you from us..but your memory and the love we have for you remains.

El Paso, Texas

Our daughter( Randi ) age 23 passed from an overdose in Nov. 2014 after a long battle.We miss and love you so much.Rest in peace. Dad

Southbury,Conn. USA

In memory of Rob Bellows. Lost his fight with addiction April 2, 2016. I will carry your memories in my heart til we are reunited in Gods presence… I love and miss you dearly…

Garden City MI

My friend Jacob passed away due to a heroine overdose, he was such a good friend and always help be get my mind of the bad stuff. He was such a cool and relaxed dude. I’ll never forget the times we spent together playing pool, I miss you man.

kentucky

My son Ryan Dickson 25 forever lost his battle May 29 2016.

Wagener sc

Bianca Hathaway, you were one of the strongest people I’ve ever met and I understand The struggle ypu went through each day. Even though you’re gone , I still believe in you. I love you always

Pawtucket, RI

Travis James Wilson passed away August 5, 2015. He was in a car with people he thought were friends, they drove around for almost 2 hours before they got him help. Fast forward to May 2017….. 5 years in prison to dealer, 18 months in prison to buyer, driver got slap on the wrist because he squealed on dealer. All will be on probation for 3 years. An eye of an eye would be a better sentence. But we, Travis’ family and friends will always love and miss him, I pray I will see him again in Heaven

Medina, Ohio USA

My son past away April 22 2017. I would like to make a tribute in his name.

Coram

In memory of my beautiful brother Tanner Edward Thorne. Born: September 27th, 1982 Died: June 2nd, 2007
Ten years gone, but never ever forgotten. I love you, sweet brother. I will carry on in your memory in all that I do. You are missed.

Everett, Washington USA

Love you Jonellen forever and a day ❤️

Charlestown, MA

October 2015 we lost an amazing man to his addiction. My daughter lost her father and I lost one of my best friends. He was such a very talented musician and intelligent man. He had the most gentle heart of anyone I’ve ever met. His name was Christopher and we miss him everyday. Please know he was a tremendous person who had an addiction, not just some “junkie” as some might think. He was a loving man, father, brother, uncle, and his mother’s baby. I love you forever Chris.

RI / USA

To all those out there hurting from a loss, prayers for strength and healing are sent your way. Please reach out and help those struggling with addiction. Recovery is a long road, but with the right resources and support there is hope for everyone. Fight the battle and win the war with addiction.

Cleveland, OH

To my best friend joe FREITAS you will always be my best friend and We will all miss you you are in a better place with relaxation love Rosie Carlo julie Fabio Luca francesca and Gian carlo

Woodbridge Ontario canada

SUD is a horrid disease. It is heartbreaking watching those you love become someone you don’t even know. I will never stop fighting to end the stigma. Forever my baby girl … Forever 23. Love and miss you. Mom

Southbury, Ct. USA

For my favorite child for my baby boy….lost March 17th,2016. I will miss your silly sense of humor, your beautiful smile, and the way you always hugged me…..I will spend the rest of my life honoring your memory….
…mommy loves n misses Jamie
#flyhigh

East Rochester NY 14445

We lost our son Alexander on April 27,2017 to an overdose. My heart is broken, i am broken. I miss him every second of every day. He was the most intelligent person i knew. I miss you sweet boy and i love you always…Mama

Florida

David Cimicata, not a day goes by that I don’t miss you or think of your smiling face. It broke my heart when we went our separate ways but I was ready to get better and sadly you were not. I have 1002 days clean from heroin and cocaine today & I’m 12 weeks off of methadone today as well. I like to think you are watching down over me, that you are proud & I try to take comfort in knowing that in our own ways we are now both free of the demons that we so desperately needed to escape. I wish I could have saved you. I love you always. RIP Ducky❤

Rochester NY

My Fiancé, Jason Webster, passed away on June 13, 2016. He was EVERYTHING. He was a Dad, a son, a brother, a friend, a teammate, a lawyer…HE WAS MINE. It took him 7 years of active drug addiction for him to lose everything in his life. But we met and he got clean. In two years he got his whole life back. We had everything . I will never know what changed that day. What made him need to use. He knew the risks. He knew the next time would most likely be his last time. He knew that if it was his last time his two amazing kids would be left orphaned. That I would be left to pick up the pieces. None of that mattered in that moment of weakness. What I’d like everyone to know is that he was more than just an addict. The addiction was a very small piece of him. He wAs a Dad & Fiancé first, he was a genius graduating magna cum laude from law school. He loved his nieces. He was a Mamas Boy. HE WAS EVERYTHING… there will never be anybody in our lives that will compare to him.., #14342

Plymouth/MA/USA

Always in my heart, my son, Stephen Rhett Sharpe Jr . 1-19-83 – 7-24-04 Forever 21💜💜💜

West Columbia, South Carolina

Jim, you were the world to me. I can.it believe this could happen to you. So strong yet so alone. I wish I would of recognized the signs sooner. You are so loved and so very missed! R.I.P.

Des Moines Ia. USA

Sherri-Lee Shaney McRee 02-23-1977 to 09-01-2015
Not a day goes by where I don’t wish we could have one of our sister days together.
Some days I don’t even know how i survive without you.
I love you.
Us against the world.

Edmonton

I lost my brother in 2014. He was 29. He was an amazing. He was funny. He always knew how to make you laugh. He had delt with addiction for along time. It started with pills and escalated from there. He went to rehab. But of course insurance only want to cover for so much so it was hard. He had times where he was great. He won’t need anything. He had a good heart. ❤️ He didn’t have one mean bone in his body. He was always there when you needed him. Our family life was great my parents were always there for us. It’s been tough with out him around. I still think he is going to walk through my door. I see people that from a distance that look like him. The last thing we did before he die we went to Disney World with my mom. We lost my dad a year before that to sucied. He hung him self. He had a lot of medical problems and was in pain alll the time from different surgery over the years. He was 54. I miss him so much. He was an amazing father he always so funny and fun. I miss them both. I know it’s takes time to heal all wounds. They are always in my heart. ❤️

Franklin,MA

In memory of our dear son and brother, Neil Balmer.

Medicine Hat Alberta Canada

My daughter, Gabrielle, died on January 30th, 2016. She was only 25. She had battled mental illness and drug addiction for all of her short life. Although her drugs of choice were meth and heroin, it was a combination of her one prescription medications that killed her. Gab spent many years going through detoxes and endless treatment centers. She tried so hard to fight, but the drugs were far more powerful. We’ll celebrate what would have been her 27th birthday tomorrow May 18th. She’s now free of pain and anguish. Forever young and always in our hearts!

Wake Forest, NC, USA

I lost my son Shawn David Rardin Blumer on March 20, 2016 to a fentanyl/ heroin overdose. He was so loved by so many. I lost my son and 1/2 my heart that day. Sorry I couldn’t save you Shawn!! We love and miss you! I hope you are up there somewhere riding your “Flying Lion” and happy!!
I love you and miss you!! Fly high Son!!!!!!!!!!!!

Green Ohio

I lost my son Danny Dougherty on Aug. 31, 2016 , he was 24 years young! He battled for 6 years. 8 rehabs , I can’t even remember how many sober living houses,. This has to stop! We are failing are children ! This is an epedimic ! It can happen to anyone !

Castaic , LA calif.

I lost my grandson Chad to a heroin overdose 12/3/15

Pulaski Va.

My brother David died on Thanksgiving. ( November 24, 2016) After a ” friend ” gave him methadone. He was found dead a few hours later. He was 39. Way too young to die! I love and miss you every single day, bro!

St. Paul, Minnesota

Remembering Devin Timothy Rooney. 10/30/86-9/4/16. My only bioligical child who left behind a 3 yr old daughter, an unborn daughter (who is now 7mos old), a Fiance and many devastated friends and family members. We are having the first annual memorial walk in his honor to raise awareness on Thursday August 31st, 2017. You are so loved Devin! Love, Mom

Hudson, NH USA

Scott Dillon
You would be so proud of the beautiful people our children have grown up to be.
I hope you’re finally at peace.
9/14/1974 – 4/24/2007

Charleston, WV USA

Over a month ago the world lost one of the deepest, kindest, thoughtful and powerful hearts I’ve ever had the privilege to know. Jessica ann was in my life from the second grade until our 21st year. I’ve never had a relationship where we just clicked like that. I couldnt put it into words if i wanted to but our energies were meant to find each other. She saved my life, taught me so many things including how to let my guard down with people and just risk it all for love, and just made me a better person from the light that came from her spirit. She loved hard, fought harder and in all honesty just felt way too much for one person. She felt the feelings of everyone around her even if they didnt deserve her empathy or care, she would do anything for anyone. I still dont want to believe it because i feel like i lost my lungs with her and i start to suffocate but i want to tell the world about her and keep her love going. I owe her more than she ever would have let me repay her for and god i love her more than even she could have understood. With all of that beauty in her she didnt see any of it and i think she couldnt take it anymore. Ill regret ever letting you go for the rest of my life jessica.

Ohio

To my little brother, Joey. My best friend, my guardian angel. Love you forever little bro.

Green, OH

I lost my Robert Lee Bale 5 days before his 29th birthday the youngest of my three kids smart,funny,handsome, loving, kind gentlemen ill forever be crushed by the devastation of this drug

Holley NY

In loving memory of Tyson Lajoie. always and forever in our hearts. #24

Pottstown PA USA

Tyler hillman
April16 1997- July 26 2016.

Calgary

Our dear sweet Ashley McKenzie. You are so missed and loved. Not a moment goes by that we don’t think of all the precious times we spent together. Singing in the car was the best times we had. You made it so easy to love you. It makes me sad that horrible disease took you away at such an early age. But I u,understand now because God wanted the most beautiful soul, so He picked you. Sleep with Angels. RIP Ashley McKenzie Lee.

Clayton, NY USA

For Matthew LeRay LeBar: You expressed often your desire to be clean and your some 8 visits to detox/rehab facilities showed your determination but unfortunately this was not the route that provided any kind of change for you. Ironically you passed during an ibogaine treatment which was going to be the miracle cure, the last chance, the saving grace for you! Seems so unfair and to think of all of our plans we made to celebrate your success and recovery! You were so brave to make the decision to leave your addiction behind and we are all proud of you! I miss you everyday and wish that I could hold you even one more time! I hope that you know how much I love you and how much your family loves and misses you!! Watch over us and wrap your loving arms around us!

Mountlake Terrace, WA USA

I lost my son Drew, forever 24 on 12/7/16 to a heroin overdose one day after he left a step down program. As a teenager he struggled with anxiety and was prescribed anti-anxiety medication. What I know now is that if someone takes 4 milligrams of Xanax daily for a period of 12 weeks they will likely be addicted. I believe being prescribed this drug in his teens contributed to his downward spiral. Deep down Drew had a fun spirit and he liked to make people laugh. He was likable and funny. I miss him every day, I do not want his passing to be in vain. The number of drug overdoses is growing every day and we need to find a way to bring awareness to this disease.

Canton, MI

November 21, 2016 is the day my whole life changed and I lost the love of my life. My loving husband Daniel E. Swatsworth. He was also a wonderful father to 3 beautiful children. We became victims of the disease of addiction after years of using drugs and the summer of 2016 is when we really let it take over our lives. We began using harder drugs more and more and eventually lost everything. Daniel was my best friend and my husband. He never hurt me or our children and he was always there. He had many friends and everyone adored him. We were never a day apart for 7 years and we were married for 3 of those years. Our 3 year anniversary was November 15, 2016. He was only 30 years old, still had a whole life ahead of him. I also lost my sister, Cassandra D. Taylor, 7 years ago to the disease and she is missed dearly every single day. I am currently in outpatient treatment and involved in the NA 12 step program. I go to meetings regularly and I’m doing it for me first, and then for our children and then of course for my husband. This is a tribute for my husband and my sister to spread awareness about addiction and its effects on families and friends. It’s a horrible and misunderstood disease and it’s killing people everyday. I wish that no one has to experience the loss I have went through and that many other people have went through. We all need to get together and help stop this is epidemic.

Lockport, NY

We miss you everyday little brother. Never forgotten, always in our hearts.

Boston, MA

Cait’s Story

Cait was born into a large Catholic family. She had just one older brother but many aunts’ uncles and cousins. We had family dinners, attended church, CCD classes and girl scouts. She played softball and field hockey, not being into those sports she did Cheerleading from 2nd grade until senior year of High school. She grew up in a normal loving family. Cait was my only daughter, my best friend. I miss our Mother Daughter times immensely. Cait loved small children, animals and her family. She was always the friend people went to for advice and support. And she always gave it whole heartedly.
My Cait began to experience crippling anxiety in High school. She said she was never comfortable in her own skin. If this was the cause of her addiction I am not sure. It started at senior week 2009, the experimentation with drugs. Then after having some serious relationship problems she progressed to Heroin being co codependent with her current boyfriend at the time. She was lost to her addiction and family for close to two years. Finally I was able to convince and or drag her to rehab. She completed a month there. The day after she was home she over dosed. She was taken by ambulance to York Hospital where she was largely ignored because she had regained consciousness and was just a drug addict to them. This I remember clearly, having never experienced this type of ignorance.
In about a week to 10 days she was back to the same rehab, Retreat of Lancaster. After the second month of clear headedness she wanted to be clean. The Vivitrol shot helped her a lot with the cravings she had for the drug Heroin. Later, Caitlin relapsed again and went back to rehab willingly of her choice. I fear there were other relapses, small slips that I was unaware of. Finally December of 2014 she decided to be clean from everything while still being on the vivitrol shot and attending NA. She was actively working toward recovery. She was doing great. I had my daughter back. Her family had her back.
Caitlin wanted to stop the Vivitrol shot. In NA that is known as substituting one drug for another. She was clean of all drugs for almost 5 months. She relapsed on a Thursday. I know this because she wrote in a notebook that “she relapsed to the thing she cannot seem to stay away from”. That following Sunday April 26, 2015 she passed of an accidental Heroin OD on her bed in her home, doing homework. She had five classes left to graduate York College with a BA in Psychology. She wanted to work in a rehab and help other addicts. She never got the chance. She didn’t want to be an addict and never expected that would happen the first time she tried Herion. Please don’t try Heroin the first time. Addiction can happen to anyone.

Shrewsbury

In loving memory of my sweet brother Joe. I think of you every single day. Your laugh, your smile, I miss you so much Bro.

Beaumont Ca

Lost our beautiful daughter at the age of 23. Miss her so much. Overdosed just one day out of treatment. She left behind her 18 month old son He is now almost 7. Marissa. 1-30-88 to 10-5-2011.

Lake Villa, Illinois

Gregory, we miss you so very much! Life has not been the same without you. Love Mom, Dad, David, & Courtney

Hydes, Md

My 24 year old son, Daniel Thompson, lost his battle with the terrible disease of addiction on December 11,2015. He left behind a beautiful little girl who turned 1 on December 17,2015. This precious baby will never know her Daddy & how he loved her with all his heart!!

Pauline SC. United States

Im memory of my beautiful mother Tammy Morey. October 3, 1969 – April 12, 2016.

Poplar Bluff

Shawn Sperling… we lost you on Sept. 30, 2012 from a heroin overdose. Forever 22. So full of life, love and laughter. Loved by all. Our son, our brother, our friend, your legacy is the love that you left behind. Your many, many friends always going to your gravesite, still after almost 5 years. Shawnie… you are still such a beautiful part of us. Our “Ferris Bueller”. I am so lucky to be your mom for 22 years. We ❤️ You! Still I Rise

Paramus, NJ

Lost my daughter Erin on 8/22/2015. My heart will forever be broken. Missing her everyday. Please don’t let another feel this was. This illness must stop.

Homer, New York

My Zack was an amazing kid and wonderful young adult. People loved him, he cared about everyone and would do anything for friends. That’s how we remember him. He lost his battle with addiction 12/17/14. We miss him every minute of everyday.

Maryland

In loving menory of Colin Walker

Bristol, CT

My son, Cody Jack Hill, died April 15, 2016 of an accidental heroin overdose leaving a devestated family including A little sister that loved him so very much w a 5 mo old baby girl that he won’t watch grow up w another one on the way. He will never be forgotten and is missed every single day!! We love u Cody Jack rest in peace my sweet precious baby boy!!

Idaho Falls

Sambo, I miss you everyday- your brothers and your Mama miss you everyday. Not one day goes by- that I do not think of you and miss you terribly- rest easy Baby boy- Mimi is on her way to hold you. We love you- we miss you- and you will NEVER be forgotten!!

Rochester MI

Sambo, I miss you everyday- your brothers and your Mama miss you everyday. Not one day goes by- that I do not think of you and miss you terribly- rest easy Baby boy- Mimi is on her way to hold you. We love you- we miss you- and you will NEVER be forgotten!!

Rochester MI

We love you CJ! We are keeping your “beats” alive by helping others struggling with drug addiction keep their heart beats alive! Your loss has not been in vain. The Beat Lives On

Lindenhurst NY USS

Michael I love and miss you sooo much I’m hurting my heart hearts please help me get better and remember the good times each day

New York

Loving Friend.. Brother.. son. Mike Helmer, 22, was taken from us due to an overdose. He was a member of the Albrightsville Fire company for a decade. Graduated High School and had all the love and support from his family and friends. Mikey you will be missed by all of us and we will forever hold all of the memories and cherish the moments that we had with you. May 1, 2017 your body couldn’t take anymore of the pain and tearing. Watch up in Heaven over all of us with all of our Angels. You will be missed. Rest Easy

Jim Thorpe Pennsylvania

life love and laughter………. thats what you were…… my forever boy…. michael halvorsen ………… my gike…. i will always love you
your forever girl is heartbroken

boynton beach

MIchael Bradford Ragone died at 30 years old on January 17,2016 of a heroin/Fentanyl overdose. He was ashamed of his disease and may have asked for help …. and been more open to it .. if the stigma around it was not so great.

Charlotte NC

My son Peter Henry died June 8, 2013 from an accidental overdose one day from rehab. Every minute, everyday I miss him and grieve for him. He was my only child. When I asked for help from family members he was banished and not given a second chance. I saw his heartbreak when at his grandmothers funeral not one of his cousins would talk to him. Now he is gone forever and my heart breaks forever. F

Gloucester MA. 01930

Tim, we miss you and we love you! Your humor and smile will be with us forever. ❤️

Sarasota,FL

To my dearest Aunt, who lost her battle to addiction on 6/16/16. May you Rest In Peace now and have a home with God, free from your every day struggles. Words could not describe the amount of love I have for you. I miss you immensely and so does the family.

Philadelphia

To my soul mate Neil Waters who lost his battle with addiction on 14th April 2017. Missing you so very much. Love always. Shar xx

Wisbech Cambridgeshire uk

On Jan 30,2017 I lost my best friend my brother mike mchenry. He has struggled with addiction on and off for years. He was just 34 years old. I Love and miss him every single minute of everyday.

Las Vegas nv

You will never know how much you were loved and missed

Raleigh, NC

I will spend the rest of my life helping people that suffer from addiction in place of the one person I couldn’t.
Rest in peace Frankie Semencar. I know you didn’t want this to happen and I will never forget about you.

Philadelphia

For my dear brother who lost his battle to heroin on 9/18/16, I talk about you everyday, sometimes I try to share your story in hopes of helping another so nobody else has to know this heartbreak like my family does.
I love you, and I can only wait to see you again.

West Virginia, USA

In remembrance of Kory Simmons a bright light that dimmed too soon.

USA

I have lost a nephew (6/16) 23 yrs old.
and my son in law on 1/1/17.
I hate how this disease is spreading like wild fire.
My daughters and I have started a support group and while helping others we can help heal ourselves.
We Miss you John!

plainville, ma

Rip lil Bobby

St. Louis mo

On 2-6-17, our daughter Erica, 15 days before her 21st birthday, passed away from a Heroin overdose. We loved her so much and watched her hurt and struggle with depression and anxiety for several years. This led to her addiction. We miss her and grieve her everyday and will for the rest of our lives. She is with the Lord and is our Angel on earth now. I am certain she is one of the most beautiful Angels in Heaven! We love you Erica, Mom, Dad and Katie.

Disputanta, VA

To my precious girl, Pauline, who taught me how to . You are forever missed and loved.
8/17/1978- 7/16/2000
Can’t wait to be with you again!!!

New Jersey

After 15 months in recovery from an opioid and heroin addiction, my daughter, my only child, Ammie passed from an accidental overdose. To say it ripped my heart out and left me reeling is an understatement. I love you and miss you always.

Mom

Franklin, KY

Justin Aaron Davenport we love you an miss you so much your smile was so contagious your eyes would melt any heart . I was the first to hold you the day you were born an the last when you passed away but you will always have my heart with you son our lives were forever changed that dreadful Sunday but our promise to is you’ll never be forgotten see you live on in mason an Sophia forever love moma&daddy

Chatsworth

Shaq Elmes Torrella 1993-2016
To my kind caring, talented and loving son.
It want go unnoticed how my people you saved only to loose your precious life to this hideous disease called addiction/ heroine.
That did not define who you were. You could do anything you set your mind to achieve. In your short life you achieved many things.
An awarded skier, golfer, accomplished mountain biker, photographer, graphic designer and lover of the arts. You were a loving son, friend, nephew, and grandson. We all grieve that you left this world too soon. You will never be forgotten. Our love will last for ever. Untill we see each other again I will take into my life everyday the wonderful memories we had and the passions we shared, for both of us to enjoy.

Steamboat Springs Colorado

I miss you dennis everyday. I still can’t beleive your gone. I’m so mad you chose to get high that morning instead of asking for help. You left me and our son who cries over you. I forgive you for choosing to use again. It’s part of who you were. I hope you are okay and finally at peace. I’m glad ur with God instead of battling your addiction. You, we were all spared. I’m constantly bothered by your final moments. Please come to me in my dreams and let me know ur okay and went peacefully. I love and miss you and will never let you go but I can’t make myself suffer anymore. Help me and denny get passed this.

Queens, NY

My beautiful son, Jon died on July 7, 2014 as a result of an accidental overdose from illegally prescribed opioids. He was just 26 and embracing a life full of hope and dreams in Silicon Valley as he was building a start-up software company. His loss is so profound and so preventable. The waves of grief follow and impact the many family members; parents, siblings, grandparents, cousins, aunts, uncles, along with Jon’s girlfriend, his puppy, many friends, and a community that lost a bright light with so much yet to give. His story needs to be told as all the others that we have lost and continue to lose. We all need to stay steadfast in our efforts to bring awareness, education, and accountability to our medical professionals/community, and offer support, empathy, and help to all those impacted by the disease of addiction.
Amy Cooper, Mother and Outreach Director with the National Coalition Against Prescription Drug Abuse

San Francisco

Nicole you always be in our hearts. Everyday is for you. Rip my butterfly.

Trenton

Corey I miss you. I can’t believe that your gone. Nothing will ever be the same and I’m so mad that you did this to me. I love you and I miss you and I hope that your okay now.

Boston MA

To my child’s father, who passed away due to a heroin overdose,
I wish you would have asked for help. Instead of denying this pain. I wish you could have came to me, without fear. I wish you could take it back, because I know that wherever you are, your heart is breaking watching the pain your son is enduring. Please know that while I am angry, and devastated, my heart breaks for you, especially you in your final moments, over and over and over. I hope you find peace along your way, as I will try to provide that for the boy that has been left behind.

Pa

I don’t know how you feel inside
I’ve never been there before
Something’s changing inside you…
and you don’t even know.You’ll feel better tomorrow just come to me and I’ll help you find the way.

Montréal Canada

My beautiful brother Paul always in my heart,always proud of you & always love you
Alli Xx

Griffith nsw Australia

This has to stop Lost my only child to this

St. Louis Mo USA

To the 19 year old client who did not recognize his behaviors as problematic and overdosed a few weeks after leaving treatment against medical advice.

Detroit, MI

Kristie my 1st born my only daughter. She got lost after bad divorce from abusive man after 18 years of marriage. He I could say drove her, but she was weak. She told me she did a little cocaine and than was shown how to do crack. I am telling you she was only a mom to her 2 children, until she was found dead by her 17 year old daughter – something she never wanted to happen. She wanted off the drugs. She was fighting so many demons. Our life will never be the same. Her 2 children never be the same. RIP MY BEAUTIFUL daughter

EAST Taunton

Remembering Jonathan Glenn
AUGUST 27, 2015
Jonathan died from Accidental Overdose
Everyday my heart aches from the loss of my son.
Please visit
Remembering Jonathan and Jeremy Glenn on Facebook today….
https://m.facebook.com/KennyJonandJeremysMom/?ref=bookmarks

Pell City,Al

Brad, your family and friends buried your body today. But your spirit lives on in your children …. and in all the words of encouragement and wisdom you gave to those around that were struggling … and in the house of your heavenly Father. You were — are — the finest man I’ve known. I was proud to call you a friend. I was honored to stand beside as you courageously faced your struggle with addiction and emotional pain. I dreamed of watching you grow into your hopes and dreams. I looked forward to watching your children grow and mature under your wise leadership. But the evil that is addiction took you away from us far too soon. I love you and will always miss you, Brad.

BILLINGS, MT USA

In memory of my 21yr old son John who sadly overdosed February 2014…Forever Young!! So sad to read these tributes from brave mums like myself who tried so hard to protect their sons and daughters

West Dunbartonshire Scotland

For Callum. My funny, clever and loving brother. I loved you from the day you were born and will miss you every day of my life.
“Sometimes memories sneak out of my eyes and roll down my cheeks” ? Your favourite big sis xx.

Perth, Australia

Damn, been looking for you all these years… and this is what I finally found… ❤️

Canton

My 24 year old son, Alex Fuller died of an overdose on 2/5/17 from heroin laced with fentanyl. He was a kind soul with a huge heart that deserved to live the life he had ahead of him. That was cut short. There will not be a minute that goes by that I don’t think of my sweet boy and believe that I am one step closer to being with him again.

Louisville, Kentucky

I lost my son Tayler on October 28, 2015 do to accidental overdose. He was only 21 years old. It was a combination of fentanyl patch and xanex. I lost a piece of my heart and soul that day. I miss him every day. He had his whole life ahead of him. He was loving , caring he had the most contagious laugh. He left an impression on every one he met. I wish that people would be better educated on what the effects of combining drugs can do to a person and their families

Brooklyn ny

RIP Richie. Your always in our hearts. Watch over us. Miss you Roo

Levittown pa 19054

In memory of my dearest David. (David Ryan Trageser) my best friend and soulmate.
When you left you took my whole heart with you. And that’s okay, you deserved it. You forever have all of my love. I will never forget you or let you go. Rest easy, hun.
6.7.88-2.28.17 ~forever in my soul~

Baltimore, MD US

Cory had this contagious laugh and a way to make you smile even when you didn’t want to. He was my husband my best friend my soul mate for sure ! We have 2 beautiful little girls 9&6 yrs and he was an amazing daddy who didn’t care if he had pink finger nails and doing girly things with his girls yet taught them to fish and camp and enjoy life! He was a man who was so proud to serve his country and when he had to retire early for medical reasons began his nasty battle. He may have lost here on earth but I know he won in Heaven! He was the greatest man I ever knew Love you forever and more MR

Kokomo Indiana

In memory of my nephew Luis Alberto Fernandez who passed away due to an overdose on February 10,2017.
Love and miss you dearly. Be free hun

Allentown,Pa

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

I lost my 17 year old daughter on January 20, 2017 to a herion overdose. I am devastated ?? I want to do all I can to help other families before it’s too late.

Hackettstown NJ USA

My struggle only began 3 years ago with a injury at work many surgeries later I’m completely addicted to prescription pain meds many failed attempts to get clean and to many close calls to an overdose I reached a point I felt my life was over I’m a true believer in methadone maintenance it saved my life but not before it almost took my niece’s life she got a heavy dose of heroin and fentyl thank the LORD she made her way into a populated store before falling out and CPR was administer by a customer but she was on a ventilator and placed in a medically induced coma for weeks we were not sure what her future was to look like eventually she woke up but she will never be the same she needs round the clock care and is basically a toddler again my niece is only 29 with her whole life ahead of her she has been battling her addiction since she was a teenager it almost took her from us and I see how it has taken its toll on our family and I do not want to put them threw it also I don’t want to die or become a vegetable if you are addicted please STOP I know it’s hard get help get help now before it’s to late you are worth it you deserve to be clean and sober

Catasauqua

To my darling sister. I hope that you’re free from the pain that I know you were in. I will forever cherish the phone call you made to me exactly 1 month before you left us. I know not everyone in our family were so lucky. Thank you for looking after me when my own life wasn’t so great, I will always look up to you as my second mother. Love you always, k. xx

Australia

Jon was the light of the room. He was always trying to make you smile. He had an amazing personality and cared about everyone. His presence is truly missed. He was a best friend to many.

Indianapolis

My dearest son Michael Wyszynski….not a day goes by that I don’t think of you…wishing I could turn back time to that night (August 7, 2015)…if there was something I could have done differently…if I had know you started using again after 5 months clean…if I had noticed the signs…all of these if’s…there isn’t a day that I don’t cry wishing you were here…watching your children’s accomplishments and milestones…so many things you missed since you’re gone….you left behind a legacy..your children…you live on through their eyes …I see a little bit of you in them every day…they are the greatest gift you could have ever given me, my son. I love and miss you beyond words…my heart is broken and and that part of losing you will never heal…till we meet again…Love, MOM

Williamstown, NJ

R. I. P. Christopher Nelson. You will be missed. I love you. You were the best boyfriend a woman could have.

Linwood PA

r.i.p. johnny thunders, stayley,weiland and a certain woman i know that has a serious problem and that i tried my best to helpbecause i loved her more than anything and you know who u are misty but couldnt get through to her and she thinks im the enemy but she was wrong and anyone else struggling because ive wasted about 25 of my 38 yrs with drugs

Sylacauga

There by the grace of God go I. Recovering for 8 years and it’s still a day by day struggle.
I dedicate this to Cory Monteith who lost his battle with his addiction in 2013. He was more than an actor. He used his celebrity to shed light on this cause as well as youth homelessness and raised money to help marginalized kids get out of their situations. He supported many causes Chrystalis helps people who have been addicted and are now recovering to find jobs give them the tools they need to heal themselves. Project Limelight help Candian youth find value in the arts instead of using the streets. Something good can come from his death and I will remind addicts that there is hope and there is help.

Goodyear Arizona

I lost my only brother suddenly on 1/29/2017 to 25 years of fighting addiction. He was just 45 and a tortured soul. But he always stayed sweet and pure. I went through wicked metastatic breast cancer and he was my biggest fan. I fought it at age 39. I always believed he’d outlive me. As I write this I remain in shock and denial. And sadly, the od was more sinister being another person with him continuing to give him drugs while sick and out of it along with “cleaning up” because he had passed before an ambulance got there. We need to fight to save the souls of our loved ones. I’m a big believer in legal methadone. I begged him to stay on. As soon as he stopped a second time he hit the downward spiral and here I am alone in this world without my brother. God speed to all our addicts and family and friends of them who struggle with A-Z. Just remember, we cannot save them. They can only save themselves. Love and peace to all. RIP brother. Seester.

Pittsburgh

in loving memory of Cody Owen 3/13/90-6/19/16
momma misses you sweet son..

Lawrenceburg

Andrew MacNiven it was a privilege to love you while you were here on this earth and it will continue to be a privilege while your my angel in heaven. Rest In Peace 7/1/1990-3/14/2015

Stewartsville

Alyssa’s Story:

Alyssa was born on February 13, 1994. Alyssa was a bright and beautiful girl that shared her love, laughter, and compassion with everyone she met.

Alyssa grew up in a small community in Medina, Ohio attending Christian and Catholic elementary schools. She attended Medina High School and graduated from a private school in North Carolina. She continued to further her education attending Warren Wilson College and AB Tech, both located in Asheville, North Carolina.

Alyssa had immense talent in artistic endeavors. She was very gifted in writing, drawing, photography and painting and was an avid connoisseur of all types of music.

During adolescence, Alyssa, like many other young people, suffered numerous injuries such as a broken arm, leg and multiple oral surgeries through daily activities which necessitated medical treatment through which she was prescribed pain medication by a physician. As a result of the chemical composition of her brain coupled with the addictive component of prescription pain medication, Alyssa was predisposed to opiate addiction.

Unfortunately, Alyssa succumbed to the lure of opiates during her attendance her first year at Warren Wilson College. Alyssa was introduced to heroin by her boyfriend at the time who became addicted to the same through his previous addiction to pain medication prescribed to treat sports injuries. Despite attendance at numerous rehabilitation facilities, Alyssa addiction remained even if she was not an active user. Specifically, the physical and psychological attributes of prescription pain medication remained in her brain biologically, thus, making her desire to stay sober a daily struggle.

The story of Alyssa is one that repeatedly occurs throughout this country- an individual becomes addicted to prescription pain medication to treat legitimate illnesses and once addicted to that pain medication cannot either obtain or afford to purchase pain medication due to its high cost on the black market thus making heroin an appealing alternative as it is both cheaper and delivers a more concentrated feeling of euphoria than pain medication.

As a result of her heroin addiction, Alyssa was fighting a daily battle to maintain her sobriety and avoid the whispers in her ears to use heroin. Tragically, Alyssa lost her battle with heroin on March 18, 2015, passing away in her room-alone. She was only 21 years old. Alyssa’s tragic death has touched so many lives as many people across this country are currently battling the same challenges that Alyssa battled for years and are often losing their lives to this addiction.

Alyssa was full of life with an amazing will to live. She was extremely loving and she was loved by many. Her smile would light up the room and her laughter would fill it. She was also an excellent student with many ambitions, specifically, she wanted to help challenged children. In spite of all the beauty in her life, she was unfortunately unable to fight the ugliness…which was heroin. She did not want to be an addict. Nobody wants to be an addict.

Heroin has become the fastest growing health epidemic in this country. The State of Ohio currently ranks #2 in the nation for drug overdose deaths, Heroin does not care what race or socio-economic background you are, if you are rich or poor, young or old, male or female. It exists in all of our communities and is growing at an alarming rate. Our communities quite simply cannot handle the numerous problems with which this addiction generates.

Please join our mission….share our information….help us spread the awareness. Let Alyssa continue to educate and help people. www.fightingforalyssa.ort

Medina, Ohio

Michael Anthony you will forever be my soulmate. You loved me and my daughter with all of your heart. It hasn’t even been a month yet and I’m still trying to understand why. I will never let go of our many yrs of memories and love that we had for each other. Please continue with the signs and letting me know your still by my side. I will always love you. Love your babydoll. RIP my sweet angel

West islip/ny/united states

Christopher,
My love….I miss you more every single day. I have loved you for a thousand years, and I will love you a thousand more,
Until we meet again,
My Sun and Stars…
xoxo Always!!

Scottdale PA

I want to say Rest with God to my angel Sean. You were the love of my life! And we will forever cherish your presence and remember you by the good times.

Irwin

My husband and I were extreme heroin addicts it ruined our life.the addiction showed up in many forms, it lied to us it stole from us it told us we were worthless and could never amount to anything!
We allowed its rare form to hurt eachother and blame eachother never owning what we have made mess of.
We would choke on the enormous lump that gathers in your throat caused by the pain of our own hurts.
It became so dark that our demons were multipling by the second. Our addiction wanted us dead.
Would go to any lengths to being absolute despair and anguish
The struggle is real I am clean and sober today my husband on the other hand is finally at peace. He has been gone for two moths toda. I was with my sponcer when I got the call he was doing well but was not working a program. Im lost i don’t know how to handle this im internalizing my pain I can feel my heart ache.
God bless u Timothy O’Brien.
Xoxo sleep with the Angels

Santa barbara

Son almost a year since you left us. Monique and I were asking each other if we have mourned you? We really don’t know if we have or ever will……. We miss you dearly and wonder daily why things happen. i will leave it to the man up stairs to guide us and give us the strength we need to go on. We love you Miguel Angel Lozoya 1993-2015

LAREDO, TX USA

Tribute to my darling girl Holly who lost her fight with drugs on Boxing Day 2016. Her daughter Daisy loved her so much and we will never, ever forget her. Always in our hearts. Rest in Peace angel.

Mum, Dad and Daisy

Hervey Bay Australia

I lost my daughter Aaliyah Dawn Kenekham on 12-21-16 from an overdose to heroin. I want to promote overdose awareness in my community because we are losing so many young people with so much life left to live. My daughter was only 21 years old. I want to raise awareness to keep her memory alive. She had a heart of gold & would want me to help people struggling.

Richmond, IN 47374

In loving memory of my husband Donald. It’s been exactly one week since I got the call. Don is dead. What??? How??? Heroin overdose. No it can’t be!!! Somebody tell me this isn’t true!!! The first few days I was convinced I can’t live without him being in this world. After 35 years together, I just didn’t know how. But somehow I am… Our son needs me. He’s 19 and tells me I miss Daddy.

Donald and I were addicted to prescription painkillers for 16 years. We finally separated and both got completely clean for well over a year. We were planning to reunite, or so I thought. Nobody knew it then, but two months ago he went to heroin. Why and under what circumstances, I’ll probably never know. All I know is within two MONTHS of doing heroin, he is dead.

Please. If any addicts are reading this, please try as hard as you possibly can to kick it. Don’t be one of those people who thinks opiate overdose can’t happen to you. I’m sure Don thought the same, and now look. The pain of the family left behind is indescribable. Our son doesn’t understand. He keeps saying But Daddy was fine…. I just can’t overemphasize how painful this loss is. It’s hard to kick opiates, trust me I know, but please please reach out for help. Never give up!!! You’re worth it, I swear!!!!

Your comrade,
Rayray

Maryland

In memory of my daughter, Elizabeth Suzanne Wallace. She was gone too soon. A beautiful person who loved life and it loved her back. See ya later, Liz. I love you to the moon and back!
Mama

Picayune, MS, USA

Its nearing a year that I lost my husband on March 10th 2016. Yet it still feels like just moments ago that I got the call I never ever wanted to get. Fly high babe.

Jerry Paul Fay

2/4/76 – 3/10/16

“I’m sad but at the same time I’m really happy that something can make me feel that sad. It’s like it makes me feel alive ya know? It makes me feel human the only way I could feel this sad now, is if I felt something really good before, so I have to take the bad with the good. So I guess what I am feeling is a beautiful sadness.”

It’s been 46 days since you left this earth. It still doesn’t feel real. The world will never be the same without you. I miss you more then I could ever put into words. I will never stop fighting to bring awareness to this terrible disease. I love you. You will forever be my always. Rest easy my baby.

Quincy Figueroa 03/05/90-12/1/16

Tomorrow I have to bury one of the greatest people I have ever met due to one of the worst kinds of diseases known as addiction. I will cherish every memory I have with John and try and educate others to possibly prevent someone else’s best friend from leaving their side. Do not give up on the people you love due to their addiction, and do whatever you can to guide them to recovery because the pain of losing my best friend is like no other and I wouldn’t wish this on my worst enemy. I am so happy discover IOAD exists. I love and miss you so much John and will never ever forget you or the memories we share. You always brought brightness to every dark day and I hope you can rest in eternal peace. Love you to infinity. -Mander

Brady lost his battle with addiction almost 8 weeks ago. My life will never be the same. He will be forever missed and loved by so many. Peace and Love to all the families suffering.   #GoneToSoon #Forever24 @AddictToAngel

Ardy I miss you already..I will continue to fight for you and now to fight for others who took/take the same journey you took..Rest easy big sisters..forever in my ❤

I miss you more and more every day Jay…..I know you did not want this pain for us, but now with you gone I know that pain you endured every day was out of your own control. 36 was too young. Your contagious laugh and beautiful smile will never be forgotten. Love your sis, Krimmy.

I wish you were still here Taryn. The world is darker without you.

It will be 10 years Jay. The journey was long but your window on earth too small. It is my dream to honor you and those you touched here, more than we ever knew at the time. May your grace and kindness be with those whose struggle now.

Sammy Darwish, died at age 24, I will look for you for the rest of my life brother. Love Sarah

I miss you so much mum, you were the strongest person I’ve ever met. I can’t even imagine how hard it was lying in that hospital bed knowing that it was the last time you’d see any of us, your children, family and friends. You did a great job as a mother and we all know that you tried your best, that you tried to get back on your feet. I will never love anyone as much as I miss you.

Rest In Peace… Christina Michelle Plaisance/ aka SUNSHINE RAINYDAY! born August 10~1990 died July.29.2016 you will always be Within me i love you bay bay! Pleše look over us¿

I miss my handsome and sweet son, Mike, so much every day since he unexpectedly left us on Jan. 5, 2016 from an overdose at only 32. His sister and I tried to help him for years, and we were hoping he would recover. Now there is a huge void in our lives without him. Sending my Mike loads of love and hugs to Heaven. Love you Always & Forever, Mom

You are my sunshine on a cloudy day when it’s cold outside in the month of May.

Scott,

You are remembered as who you were, by those who love you and know you. You are missed each and every day.

“Don’t look back in anger, I heard you say.”

My sister best friend 24 year old lil sis passed away Jan 09 2016 I miss her so much life will never be the same since she gone I love you Vanessa

Christmas day 2016 . This is our third Christmas without you Jake. Ever since you have been gone the holidays have been bittersweet. Trying to be happy with  family and friends. This is the first year I’ve decorated the house for the holidays since we lost you. You are so missed and loved. If you are reading this and doing heroin PLEASE stop! My son thought he could control it, It killed him, and left his family angry, sad and always  wishing this could have had a different ending, a do over for the day you died. July 6 2013.

Love Always, Mom

This goes out in tribute to  Dalton Fekkes.  Dalton was everything you would want in a son.  Smart, funny, respectful, good looking…and in the blink of an eye he is gone.

Never should  have happened such a loss

Elvis,

If I would only have known how you were truly suffering, maybe I could have done something to help you. You were my first love and the father of my first child.  I had to keep her away from your troubled life and I am not sorry about that but I wish I could have done something different to change the outcome. You suffered much in your short life by the hands of a alcoholic father and step mother and suffered abuse no child should ever have to endure. I will always love you and there will always be a part of you that is alive through our daughter.

I hope you are finally at peace

Love Michelle

Rest in Peace now my darling daughter.  Caila (Clouse) Armijo 8/15/1989 to 8/19/2016.  Mom

My dearest Christopher –

It’s been months now, and I’ve still not really begun to deal with the pain. We are so young. We are supposed to have so much time left. But you’re gone.

I know it’s crazy but I still think about all the ways you might still be alive. Maybe it wasn’t really you in the casket. It certainly didn’t look like you. You looked so green and ill.

You wouldn’t believe how many of us are dying without you. We don’t talk to each other, but you’ve left all of us hurting.

I love you so very much.

For you, I am going to try to let myself feel the pain. The real pain of losing someone I loved so much and had so many hopes and dreams for.

I’m going to try to let down the wall and allow myself to feel what I really feel – what I deserve to feel. I’m devastated, Chris. And the worst part is that no matter how much I stomp my feet, no matter how much I protest and say that it isn’t fair, it won’t bring you back.

It just feels like this should have happened to someone else. To someone who wasn’t so damn intelligent and beautiful and charismatic.

I have been looking into grieving resources specific to losing someone to addiction, and it linked me to an article about how to deal with the death of an addict.

It hit me like a ton of bricks to read that. To realize someone so unique and so powerful and so complex… fits under a heading of “addict”.

I miss you terribly, and for you, I am going to try to allow myself to grieve fully. I know you wouldn’t want me to stay stuck on this. I know you would want me to heal and move forward and accomplish more in my life.

I don’t know how, but I know I have to do it. I can’t stay stuck.

I love you so very much. I hope you’ll keep visiting me in my dreams. I cry so much in them but it feels so wonderful and so real to have you in my arms, even just in my dreams.

I love you. I miss you. Every damn day.

RIP Andrea Renee Demille.  BFF

My 26-year-old son, Kyle Fisher-Hertz, died in September of 2016, leaving behind a 2-year-old daughter still crying for her dada, a bereft girlfriend, shattered sisters, parents and other relatives, as well as countless heartbroken friends  Kyle died alone in a hotel bathroom, where he was trying to get in one more shot before being asked to leave; the toxicology report did not show Fentanyl in his system — heroin can be deadly all on its own.

Prior to becoming an addict, Kyle was a brilliant, popular student who had majored in creative writing and enrolled in a neurobiology program; he was a City Year teacher elected to give his class-graduation speech; he was a rock-climbing enthusiast who climbed Mt. Ranier; and most importantly, he was a kind, generous, compassionate young man who sought out volunteer opportunities, gave thoughtfully personalized gifts to family members, and devised delightfully inventive ways to express his tremendous romanticism and love of life.

From early childhood until he was 16 and started using drugs, Kyle performed stand-up comedy on several television shows and in multiple comedy clubs in New York City. Kyle was a gifted writer and a poet — as well as a pizza-delivery guy, a coffee shop barrista, a waiter, a tutor, a non-profit researcher, and a rental-car agent with stellar sales skills; even after he became an addict, he won accolades as every company’s best employee — right up until the time he relapsed, betrayed his employers’ and family’s trust, and let everyone, most especially himself, down — again.

Once he crossed the line and began using hard drugs (starting with crack when he was 21 and then moving on to heroin and meth after his new rehab friends gave him a taste), he was never able to find his way back to believing in his own future, despite repeatedly working a 12-step program and completing multiple inpatient and outpatient rehab programs. Kyle eventually recognized he had a brain disease and mental-health disorder but often failed to follow-through with the medical treatments that were helping him stay clean. He had been so smart, successful, and blessed throughout his life, that he believed he could outsmart hard drugs and then the recommended treatment protocols, but he couldn’t.  He thought he could beat his medical issues without medicine, but he couldn’t. He thought he could try addictive drugs that destroyed others’ lives and not become addicted nor destroy his own life, but he couldn’t. Once he was an addict, he tore pieces of his own flesh out of his once-beautiful face while on meth and betrayed all his own values, friends, and family members in order to get drugs.  Kyle thought one day he would get clean and write about his experiences, but instead he got high over and over until he wrote less and less often, and until drugs became his only subject. Even after many of his friends had died, Kyle thought he was smart enough that he could definitely avoid giving himself an accidentally lethal dose — but he wasn’t and he couldn’t, and now he is dead.

Bit by bit, all of us who loved him were forced to watch him destroy his own golden, promising life until finally he took with him the hope and joy of all of us who are crushed by his awful and permanent absence. Despite years of arrests, accidents, injuries, and disappointments, we had never stopped hoping.  Kyle was still young, lucky and hard-working — so when he died he was healthy and strong from six months of recovery; his facial scars had healed; he had once again become a caring son, attentive grandson, loving brother, sweet boyfriend, and, for the first time, a devoted and adored father; he had also mercifully retained his quick wit, razor-sharp sense of humor and keen intelligence; white privilege had kept him out of jail, and he still could have done anything — absolutely anything — with his life. He had many supportive friends; everyone in his family loved him desperately, forgave him everything, and prayed for him to stay well. Instead, he despaired of ever being able to succeed as a functioning adult free of the terrible cravings that consumed him — even though anti-depressants and opioid-blocking medicine had helped free him of those cravings in the past. So when Medicaid wouldn’t cover the medicine that had helped him stay clean and optimistic before (as Medicaid does not in 25 out of 50 states), Kyle relapsed, overdosed and died.

Despite the tragically commonplace way his life ended, Kyle was once truly special; he had a brilliance about him that everyone who knew him could see when he was a boy.  Through therapy, he’d realized that his own gifts made him feel pressured and afraid to be anything short of extraordinary — which led him to doubt himself to such a degree that in the end he died the most pathetically ordinary way, like 20,000 other overdosed addicts will die this year. Before he died, Kyle hoped he would one day be well enough to help hundreds of other addicts find their way; he hoped to set a great example.  Instead, we can only hope now that his life may serve as a cautionary tale.

Please, if you are an addict reading this, do not give up; the help you need exists, even if you have tried many things and haven’t found the thing that will work yet.  Do not believe that you have failed if any one thing — meetings, medicine, therapy, prayer — doesn’t save you; if the one thing isn’t working, keep adding things until you are living the full, rewarding life you and your loved ones deserve you to live.  I know Kyle would want that for as many addicts as possible, just as we wanted it for him.  Please, let me know someday that hearing this made a difference for you, helped you hang on another day, motivated you to move to a state that covered the medicine you needed to stay alive, kept you going until slowly you came to believe you could do it. I have to believe this can happen for some of you.  Please tell me if it can and has. More importantly, please tell another addict.  My world is so dark right now without Kyle’s bright light; I am counting on you to lead me back to hope.

9/20/16 I lost my brother Eric to a heroin overdose. Getting that phone call to identify you was unbearable. If you just would’ve said sis I need help. I would’ve been there with you every step. I know you were ashamed. I love you eric, you took a piece of me with you when u left. I don’t know how to deal with this.  U can rest now my brother, you are free. Sweet dreams Eric.    Always n forever ~Sis~

MY HOLIDAY MESSAGE TO ALL;

Once again, it’s that time of year. Halloween is over. Thanksgiving is fast approaching, and Christmas is only a few steps behind. Will this year be different than the last? Will I find the magic again? Wait. Let me revise that question: Did I ever feel the magic?

As a bereaved parent, I have experienced only two holiday seasons. While I have physically lived through 59 holidays, emotionally, there have been only two: The holiday seasons before and the holiday seasons after my son’s death. The two categories are distinctly different. There is the black and white and the color, just like in the Wizard of Oz movie.  Remember how Dorothy steps out the front door of her house in the black and white world, and into the world of color in the Land of Oz?  Suddenly, BAM… she sees the world of “color” it was so beautiful! It made such an impression on me as a child. I eagerly awaited that part of the movie!  It was always my favorite part of the film.  Besides, color TV was new then and it was such a treat!!

Well, now, my after world is in reverse. A colorful world pre Ryan’s passing over, and then…suddenly everything was in black and white. I would like to see color again. I have to believe I can see the color again. I have to.

If memory serves me correctly, which God knows it doesn’t always do, I spent my first 10 or so years focused on material issues. Just like any other kid. Remember searching the Sears Catalog that came in the mail? Circling which things you just had to have Santa bring you? What would I get? What did I want? What would make me the happiest kid in the whole world? As I grew older and had my own little family, I spent the next several decades asking myself what I would get the boys. What did they want? What would make them love me more? How would I manage to pay for all of it? I always felt there was something missing . . . but didn’t really have the time or interest to find that missing something. Besides, why borrow trouble? Each year, by the time I realized that something was missing, the decorations were packed in their boxes and the tree was taken down. Pine needles all vacuumed.  I could always find the magic next year. There was always next year, right? I had counted on it.

In the summer of 2015, Ryan died. Suddenly, my life ended its forward march and everything I had ever regarded as important became utter nonsense. When his heart stopped, my heart was not simply broken—it was ripped into shreds, emptied of what had fueled it over the span of the past 30 years of my life. I had no hope of waiting for it to heal and had to face the reality that only a total reconstruction would suffice. I had to release him to enter eternity and I would be left here on Earth to create a new heart . . . from scratch.

That first fall was difficult. His birthday was in the fall, October 29th. We always celebrated a Halloween theme birthday when he was a youngster. Oh, what fun we had, Ryan and Joe! Dressing up together! I was still numb, still cushioned from the reality of it. The pain of Ryan’s death was just beginning to seep in.  The awful, horrible forever of it! It just couldn’t be true. Then it was Halloween, and the horror of what had happened was upon me. His first birthday in another realm, his first heaven birthday. How odd to contemplate? Thanksgiving came with Christmas on its tail, bringing an empty chair, a plate with no serving and an unbroken wishbone. A wish left unfulfilled and silence where laughter had once prevailed.  No phone calls…No, “hi, Mom, what are you doing!”

Simple questions were really difficult, like….”how many children do you have?” Simple, right? They became horrible, gut wrenching experiences. Gulp…”I have two, I would say, one is here in Tennessee with my grand-daughter and one passed away this year…” Then, it happens, you know, the “pity” look. Ok, gulp again, deep breathe, I won’t cry again, I won’t, I won’t…darn it….here it comes.

Life always surprises me. The holiday season of 2015 was devastating.  No tree was put up. I always had a tree, always. Reality had arrived, and I could not escape it. I could not out run it. I could not outcry it. I choose not to medicate it. I slept on his pillow every night and still do.  I would never again see Ryan bounce (yes, bounce!) through the front door with that mischievous grin that always made me a little nervous, thinking he was surely up to something! “Hey, Mom, what are you doing?” I would catch his little sideways glance, while tracking dirt or snow across my freshly cleaned carpet. Always telling me, “Mom, that’s the BEST TREE EVER!”  I would never again feel compelled to buy two of everything for Ryan and his younger brother, Joe.  I would never again . . . enjoy the holidays . . . or life for that matter. It was my penance, damn it! Yes, my penance for not fighting hard enough in saving him. For not protecting him! I held him in my arms as a baby and promised him. I would protect him! Oh, I tried!  As his mom, I should have saved him! It is the one thing, the one failure I will always live with.

Yes, definitely black and white. One more happy family commercial on TV and I was going to absolutely lose it. So, suffice it to say, holidays can be hard. So, that first year, I find I had only one thought on my mind.  “If I can just make it through December, I will be okay.”  I wanted it over. It was just too painful. Like pulling off a band aid….slowly.

You probably think I am going to tell you that this second year will be no different from the last.  You might even anticipate that I am going to tell you that it never gets better, that there is no such thing as healing, and that grieving parents will always be bitter and angry, especially during the times when families everywhere celebrate the season of giving and joy. Wrong. But don’t feel horribly bad; this revelation has totally shocked me also.

So, here I am, quickly approaching year two. I have decided to cope differently. I will go forward and think about buying gifts in Ryan’s name for a well-deserved local cause.  I will hang his stocking right beside the rest of ours, light candles to include him in our celebrations, and smile cheerfully at everyone who offers their joy filled Merry Christmas!  My intentions are good after all. As I try to move forward and spread my Christmas cheer and goodwill toward men, my second season of joy, my second year of decking the halls, my second year of Ryan’s very physical absence. My plan has changed. You see, I still shed tears daily, when I am alone. I think I always will. They are not as prolonged as they once were. But, still they are daily.  I have accepted them; I welcome them like an old friend. I talk to Ryan daily and they flow. I know he is close, he is in my heart. I just can’t see him. Oh, I catch glimpses once in a while. In a crowd, a young man might look like him for a moment and it literally takes my breath away, or I may hear a voice for a moment and I think it sounds like him…just the grieving process I am told. But I feel him nearby from time to time and truth be told, I just plain miss my son. God has granted me some peace and a slow healing is taking place.

A few days ago, on a chilly morning in October, I woke up and was amazed to see the change in leaves had arrived. Overnight, the world had gone from green to brown, to just a touch of gold, and red.  Squirrels were busy gathering nuts. Geese were flying over our house, honking loudly as they made their way south. It was beautiful! Later that day, I heard someone in my home actually humming! How dare they!

But . . . I was alone. It was me.  That was the straw that broke the camel’s back. Suddenly, it hit me. And no matter how guilty I feel in acknowledging it, I have to tell you. I am looking forward to the holidays. Oh . . . my . . . goodness!  How can this be? Why is this happening?

Well, after much pondering and prayer, I think I know why. I was focused on the black and white, on the physical, on that which can be seen and physically felt. The first year was spent looking through a lens that was distorted and scarred by an intense, physical and overwhelming grief.

I had focused on what was missing rather than on what was still here. The missing is still missing and it always will be! But those still here deserve more of what is left of me. Yes, I think I get it!!

I feel I’ve learned how to not only endure—but to enjoy—a memory that can only be defined as bittersweet. I’ve come to appreciate that feeling emotional is really about feeling impassioned and alive. I grieve deeply because I loved him so very, very much. What a special person Ryan really was! So many people really cared about him. Oh, to be so loved!! And it is ok, really, that is why waterproof mascara really exists! And I think this year, as the songs start to play on the radio and the cards begin filling the mailbox, I will choose a different lens. I will choose a lens that captures that which we cannot see or physically touch, but that we know is there, just the same.  A lens that goes beyond the black and white. I will choose to see color!

I will hang Ryan’s stocking beside ours, buy gifts in his name, play Santa for my granddaughter Lottie, light candles in his memory, and put a small holiday tree by his memorial, out under the big oak tree. But this year, I hope to do these things with joy rather than with bitterness and sorrow. This year, I want to grasp the hand of a homeless mother, kiss the cheek of a newborn baby, and hold a baby goat while it sleeps and goes to the place that baby goats go to when they dream.  I will go the mall to watch Santa as he holds wiggly, crying toddlers on his lap. I will dive around to view the Christmas decorations, exclaiming“oohh and awwwe” along the way.  I want to sing “Silent Night” on a clear, cold night in mid-December when it feels as if the entire world is sleeping. I want to feel the Christmas again that we cannot see. It is about hope and faith and love.

This year, I want to remember who I really am. I want to make Ryan and his little brother, Joe proud of me. I want them to know there is a strength that comes from prayer and peaceful introspection. So, to my friends and family, please, don’t ever be afraid to say his name! Ryan lived a full life in a short amount of time.  He truly had no enemies. His life had purpose. He was dearly loved and is truly missed! He is both under my oak tree and traveling the open sea! How he would love both of those ideas!! I want to enjoy the months and years ahead. Not because I need to or because someone says it’s time to—but because—well, because I can. I can choose it. This year, I want to find the magic before it is time to put away the boxes. And I won’t stop searching until I find it. I choose to believe. So, let the tears fall from time to time, but with God’s good grace, I will choose to believe in seeing the color again. I know it is there, waiting for me. After all, it is what Ryan would want for me, of that I am very sure. Love each other, hug each other and forgive each other. Everyday!

Merry Christmas to you and yours . . . Believe in God’s grace . . . expect miracles.

Always and forever Ryan and Joe’s ever evolving Mom, Jeanne

Visit Ryan and say hello at: Ryan P Frye@virtual memorials

Lorie..

Sadly missed, fly high Angel.

My love, I wish I knew how deep was ur addiction, we miss u everyday! Is being two months… am still waiting for u to knock my door!!! I still believe that u are coming home. The best days were when u were sober, happy, I miss ur smile….  RIP George B. 05/07/77-10/13/16

Edward passed away 8/9/2016, When you were born that was the happiest Day if my life. Watching you grow was so precious. You brought me so much joy words can’t express it. I watched you grow from and infant to a handsome young man. You were such a loving and caring young man.  You always made me laugh and always had live in your heart. For others. Your death has brought me much sadness to me and your family.  U wish you has told me me you had a heroin addiction.  You were depressed and just rrues to solve the problem. Yourself. Your accidental death of overdose to heroin breaks my heart. I will always live u my son you brought we great joy. I pray u are at peace now and look forward to the Day when we will meet again and I can hold u so tight and never let u go. Rest now my sin be free and sing with the angels.

Mom,

It’s been two weeks since you left us, and I miss you so much. I keep thinking I’ll wake up from this nightmare, but I see you in my dreams. I’m glad you are no longer suffering, but I am suffering without you. It’s hard to keep moving when I feel like my life has stopped. Fly high, Mom. Until we meet again.

Mom,

I lost you on 12/12/12 at 2am. My life has never been the same. I wish I knew how bad it really was for you. Pills took you from me. Sadness and depression took you from me. I was so young and didn’t want to see it or believe it. I totaled my car a week ago and flipped 3 times. The state trooper said I’m more than lucky to still be alive. I know you had your arms around me. I love you momma. “To the moon and back a million times”  I need you so much. My beautiful Angel!

Every life is worth its full potential. Life is to short for an easy way out. Be stronger than the drugs, and see the true vision of your own project.

Rip (Rene 12/06/2016)

254 days or a little over 8 months you’ve been gone. Mark I love you more than I ever believed possible. You were so funny and smart and you fought so hard to beat this crazy, horrific disease of addiction. You are no longer struggling and you can sing with the angels now. I love you infinity times infinity plus one sunshine.

In  remembrance of Michael T McCarty, you were a brave soul and our hearts hurt that you are no longer with us.  We love you kid!  You are free now of all temptations and pain, God has you now.  Till we see you again,  Be the wonderful angel you were meant to be!

Kyle- it hasn’t even been a month since you’ve been gone, and what happened is finally starting to unravel. Everyone is hurting, and so confused. You were doing so well getting clean. You wanted to start a life with the new amazing woman and her child you met, and you were so close. Nothing will ever be the same without you.

I lost my husband and my son’s father on October 30th 2016. He had 4 years clean after serving a 4 year sentence. We were going to get us all together in Boston to start over once we had the money to do so..He had a car..a great job and healthy caring friends..he decided to use again one day..it would be the last. It killed him. I fought the battle against heroin to keep him alive just to get him in that jail cell back in July of 2012..and in the end it was indeed dope that would be there for his last breathe. He had such a beautiful heart but a tortured soul..I’m at as much peace as I guess I can be..I hope he is too. Never be another you Brian…never.

Dad –

It has been 6 months since I received the news that you had overdosed and passed away.  A deadly cocktail of prescription pain pills and alcohol led you to your grave. It was accidental and that makes it all the harder to come to terms with. The memories I have of sober you – they are my fondest memories. My sober father was the kindest and most generous man I will ever know. I miss you more than words can convey; however, I know you are with Mom and the rest of the family. I hope you have found solace and peace. As for anyone else struggling with addiction, you will think it will never be you, but anyone can accidentally overdose. I pray for everyone affected by drug use.

Sarah!  You were my oldest child, I loved you more than life itself!  I tried so hard to help you … I prayed for your healing.  You were doing so well, living in transitional housing, doing what you could to get your baby back from foster care.  The demon of heroin had you too much in its grip.  They found you on your bathroom floor.  When the coroner called me, I was in shock, couldn’t believe it, I was planning on coming to pick you up the next day to spend with me.  I will never forget you, and will never get over losing you.  So talented, so loving, so bright!  Make heaven a brighter place with your love!  I will miss you for the rest of my life.  Mama

James Donald Doyle- (JD) 2/3/90-10/25/14 My oldest son. My heart.

If before you were born, I could have gone to heaven and saw all the beautiful souls, I still would have chosen you.

If God had told me, “This soul would one day need extra care and needs”, I still would have chosen you.

If He had told me, “This soul may make your heart bleed”, I still would have chosen you.

If He had told me, “This soul would make you question the depth of your faith”, I still would have chosen you.

If He had told me, “This soul would make tears flow from your eyes that could fill a river”, I still would have chosen you.

If He had told me, “This soul may one day make you witness overbearing suffering”, I still would have chosen you.

If He had told me, “All that you know to be normal would drastically change”, I still would have chosen you.

Of Course, even though I would have chosen you, I know it was God who chose me for you….and for that I am blessed.

I love you to the moon and back, Cory. I’ve tried to understand every single day since you’ve passed, “Why?” But it always leaves me with no answers. Except I know that you were loved that day, and that you left the world with love in your heart. I am so grateful for our time together, and for the lives that you touched. I know you’re with me in Spirit, and with your family, children and friends. You’re always in our hearts. Be free and whole now! I love you so much, and I always will.

Jesse, not a day goes by I don’t think of you. I watched you suffer almost 9 years with your addiction and depression. At the age of 26 you lost Your battle with herion. november 1st, the day after Halloween will never be the same for me. I continue going back and forth in my mind of how it could have been different. I remember how much of a beautiful soul you had, so genuine, blunt, and funny. You will never be forgotten. Your little sister, Rach

For Brandon Kyle,

You came into my life 30 years ago with a small whimper, a perfect, healthy baby boy.  It was an honor to be able to see you grow from infancy, to a toddler, little boy, adolescent, teenager, young man, then on to become a Corporal in the Marine Corp, a man who loved his country and the USMC, to a father of my beautiful grand daughter.  Then, civilian life and the evil in this world, hurled pain at you right and left.  Being the sensitive, loving, honest, and caring person I raised you to be, you just could not understand why life could not be ‘fair’, and you took what was recreational, and turned it into your demise, by taking pills to ‘take away the pain’.  You admitted to me you had a pill addiction months ago, we agreed you would not take pills anymore; you even promised me you had kicked your habit, but evidently it isn’t that easy.  You were days away from driving back home to TN from WA; you were looking forward to being home with Dale and me in our new log cabin home, to explore a new life of opportunities.  You loved Thanksgiving and Christmas (and my cooking).  Your friends and other family members were anxious to see you.  Our last conversations were priceless, I ordered pizza for you, and you said, “Thanks Moms, it’s really good; I love you” then you took those pills and never came home.  That was over two weeks ago.  You received military honors at your funeral and are buried 30 minutes from our home.  I will never forget you, my Angel.  I wish I knew you had such a strong addiction, I would have you home safe right now if you had only reached out to me instead of taking those pills on that fateful day.

Derek Edward’s Douglass Beck July 08 1975 – Deep September 23 1994 My beautiful boy, how I miss you. All the hopes and dreams I had for us have all but died. They died the moment your heart stopped beating. I I often wonder if getting you clean was a mistake. Maybe you would have been happier with a needle in your arm. I wasn’t there when you came into this world, but I was there when you left. I guess that counts for something. I hope you have found the peace you couldn’t find here. I miss you, I I will miss you every day until the day I die.

Matt, when you were born, I held you and thought, what have I done?  I’ve brought a person into the world that I would die if anything happened to.  You died at 22, with a needle hanging out of your leg. I am still alive.  I miss you.   Love, Mom

Kyle,

You were the love of my life and my best friend! I am so lucky to have had spent so many special and private moments with you when you were clean, sober, and happy. That is how I choose to remember you. The disease took you from me and there is not a day that goes by that I try to understand why things had to happen the way they did. There is a huge hole in my heart and life but I can still feel you with me each day. From purple to crystals to phish, I constantly am reminded what an extremely kind, smart, creative boyfriend and best friend I got to have in my life. I am so glad that its you watching over me each day. The only person I ever trusted with all my secrets. If it was not for you, I would not be alive to write this today about you.

Joshua Pride Stone……. may you always be at peace and know that we love and miss you every single day!  I love you baby brother!

To my beautiful boy, who very nearly died this week on an overdose of heroin and fentanyl. Thank God you were revived. I will be requesting Narcan kits  – one for my car and one for my home – from my doctor. But, please please never give me a reason to need them. Love forever and always, Mom

My only child and #1 Son passed away on August 10th, 2016, of an Accidental Heroin/Meth OD in Phoenix, AZ….He was buried Sept 23rd……at National Cemetery of Arizona… Navy veteran…there were no family or friends in attendance at his funeral as no one in the family was notified….There will be a Memorial Service held in his honor today. My heart is broken into a thousand pieces and some days I don’t know how I will get through this but for in his honor.   I listen and watch for your messages to me, my Son. And when we meet again I know you’ll be there waiting for me , we will run through the wildflowers and Daisy’s holding hands and laughing ,( your incredible laugh & smile,)…Until we meet again R.I.P

from your #1Mama…

My mother passed away two years ago when i was nineteen. She struggled her whole life to come to terms with sexual, physical, and emotional trauma she experienced as a child. Unfortunately when my mother lost her fight with the past throughout our lives my siblings and i would suffer until we finally lost her.

It’s still doesn’t feel real. I’m still hoping she’ll call and talk to me about my life.

Here’s to you mom, you were one hell of a lady.

May you now find the peace that you were seeking.  We love you, Will.

A video tribute in honor of my brother, Jack Brown of Roselle Park, NJ.

Jack died on the morning of October 8, 2016 due to a heroin overdose.

https://animoto.com/play/FxNGZFfKu3TR5f8zfF81Kw

Two years today (2/9) since you died Martin  from a combined drug toxicity of cocaine and over the counter sleep aid. Aged 19. Too many unanswered questions.

The pain of loosing you is worse than ever. The total loss & uselessness of your passing. The gaping hole in our family. You should still be here, enjoying your wonderful nephews & niece. We miss you so much. We can only hope that your death has given others the warning they need to never touch illicit drugs again & give your death some meaning.

Still travelling. Mum xxxx

For my big brorther

missed each and every day

by the people who truly knew him

you took a piece of my heart the day you went away.

how i wish i could spend  another day with you.

sadly missed

never forgotten

Christopher Michael Blake ( Blakey)

Sammuel you are greatly missed by so many. Your son especially. Not a minute goes by that you aren’t in our thoughts. Love you always

Andrew- you were taken too soon, you have left an enormous black hole of grief and pain that your entire family is being sucked into. You are an amazing young man, an incredible father, son, brother, cousin, uncle, and friend. Your addiction killed you but does not define you. Your empathy, kindness, intelligence, generosity, and capacity for limitless love does. We are struggling to learn how to live without you…

All my love,

Mom

Steve — you had a unique ability to see beauty in the ugliest of situations. I had no idea you were hurting so badly, of course, it typified “you” to never let the world see your sadness. I love you man – no matter how many years or miles separated us. You were my best friend. You are my best friend. I’ll carry your memory with me for the next 25 years bud, and well beyond. Rest easy Steve – we miss you.

My son Ryan will have been 32 this coming October 29th. I promised him I would keep him safe when I held him in my arms as a baby. I lied. I could not protect him. Not from the addiction. I tried. God, knows I tried. I am just a mom. My heart broke that day. I have not recovered. Oh, I get up and I put on my make up. I go to work. I talk to people. I smile. I say I am ok. I lie to them. I cry every day. Truth is, I just plain miss my boy. He was funny, sweet, quirky, sensitive. He brought home a homeless person for Thanksgiving dinner when he was 11 one year. Yes, he actually brought home a homeless person. Said “Look who followed me home, Mom?”…..not a puppy, not a kitten…. a person. That was our Ryan. He was in recovery, then relapsed. He couldn’t sleep and used….that was all it took. He never woke up. He just drifted away from us. I would take his place in a heartbeat. He was only 30….so much life left to live. I miss him so. Wait for me at the gate son….Mom Visit him at Ryan P Frye virtual memorial.com say hello…. thank you!

Stewart bulmer, you left us to early, you left us to young, Your forever in my heart and mind, Never far away. Your an angel now Rested and free We will meet again one day my love, Forever missed and dearly loved, love leah xxoo

The energy in the room was so raw and sincere. I did not personally know him, other than a quick hello once or twice, and through your stories. Like the rest of us, he had his flaws and could have, at times, made better decisions. However, it appears that his heart was in the right place and that he gave more in his short lifetime than many do in 80 years. It was clear that he demonstrated love and kindness to many in need. God granted him a very special gift so that he can use his talent to touch many in a short time. You should be proud to know that he did what he was meant to do with his talent. Another thing that I found beautiful was that there was no attempt to hide the cause of his demise. I’m glad it was an honest presentation to express the importance of awareness of drug use and its consequences. Hopefully, his message from beyond will encourage others to get the help that they need so that they may focus their own talents in the manner that they’re meant to. Yet even so, his short life span, should make the rest of us reflect and wonder if we’ve accomplished even a quarter of what he did in his short time. He brought a smile and joy to so many that because of their life’s circumstances makes them even more vulnerable and in need of expressions of love and joy. God used Tyler as a blessing to many. That should definitely bring some level of comfort to you and your family. In sympathy,

Drug overdose is up 300% this is crazy, If you know someone that needs help, offer it, let them know someone cares. Rest In Peace Tyler Katarsky

Michael, my beautiful, beautiful 20 year old son lost his battle early in the morning of October 1, 2016. I am a writer by profession; I should be able to come up with some small, profound nugget of inspiration to express what this has meant for our family. It should also console the many thousands of others who are trying to find their path back to any peace/joy they may have once had in their lives. But  as I quickly learned, there is simply no way of describing the indescribable. My first born baby is now at peace, but my message to his friends that were lucky enough to survive that night’s ‘batch’: from this point on, my prayers will be for your parents instead, who still have no idea of what is probably in store for them as well. God bless you Michael, you’re completely in his hands now. I love you, Mom

Tyler James Naso 7/24/91-9/24/16  Died too young!  Tyler was found by his cousins in a hotel room the morning of his big brother’s (my oldest son’s) wedding.  He had a bright smile and sparkling eyes, but could never seem to find his way.  Each day without him seems like a thousand yet it seems like yesterday that he died.

I love when people talk about Tyler to me, but it does make me sad.  We miss him immensely, but we are so grateful for 25 years of so many wonderful memories and times together.

It doesn’t matter how many times we tell them drugs lead ultimately to death they never believe it will happen to them.  Rest in Peace my precious son, and may others live because you have died.

Love, Mom

Todd the best son, father, grandfather,brother and uncle will never ever be forgotten. I listen to your voice and giggle every day and your big smile on your Harley. I will never forget that terrible phone call a mother never wants to get. You were such a special big hearted great man. I just sit and cry every day wanting you to say hey Mom what’s for dinner. You loved your family, great food and riding your Harley. We miss and love you so much. At Logan’s football game the other day something happened and Tami said Todd would say dum… You should know that. You were 47 years old it’s not fair you had so much going for you. I was looking at pictures of your house today k owing you built it with your own hands and how happy it made you. I will never ever get over this!!

We love and miss u every minute of everyday. Remembering calling you the night before we lost you and you answered saying hey Mama what’s up”…Love and miss you forever sweet Todd it’s been four months and it just gets worse…..xxoo

Daddy, I miss you more and more every single day. I wish more than anything that you could look into the eyes of your grandson who looks so much like you, he’s even named after you. You would love him. You’d love all of your grandchildren. 4 weeks before my 12th birthday, you were gone. I was supposed to see you that day and you never made it. I love you more than I ever told you and for that, I’m sorry. But I’ll always be your baby girl. ♥

On October 8th, 2016 my grandma came to my house and woke me up to tell me my mother had passed away at 2:00am at her fiancé’s house. I was in complete denial. There was no way my best friend and mother had been gone, she was only 42. But she is. I know she is watching over me and is my guardian angel now. It’s just hard to believe she’s gone, she won’t be at my high school graduation this year and she won’t be there when I get married or have kids but I know she’ll always be watching over me. We had an unbreakable bond, I could tell her anything as if she was just another friend, whether it was about my relationship or school I knew I could tell her. She was literally my best friend since I was born, I’m 17 now, her oldest child and I have to take care of my 9 year old brother, 6 year old sister, graduate high school, and work. But I’m doing it for my mom and I know she’s watching my success. She struggled with drug and alcohol addiction since 2004, and on October 8, 2016 passed from heroin overdose. I never thought a day would come so soon where I’d be without my best friend. I love you mom and I know you’re watching over me, Liam and Sami. We all love you and will see you when our times come ❤️

My little brother Matthew was a great man he died so young but with so many people that he touched he had more experiences then someone who is twice his age default for two years with this addiction and one constantly but in the end it was the graveyard or the Juilliard and it really pains me that the first one was chosen for him but he donated his organs my family and myself new that his love and strength could help another person and their families I am so very proud of him Gunner his dog misses him so much every single night he walks up those years and not just Matthews tour it is bittersweet the New Jersey sharing network was wonderful me and my family were there to the end the color he turned was a hard hard site and if Crayola ever made a color like that there would be no Crayola company ever again it took me a long time to understand and realize that this is not just an addiction is a disease and anybody who judges do not deserve to know the person who went through this the family who love them the person who went through this and it’s love him or her so in the end love conquers all and his love for life and other people’s lives shaved head people I got twenty three years with him that is more than most people get I love you Matthew trengrove mommy daddy AJ Gunner Chicco Mia Kenny Dante DG Misty girl Houdini those are all the pets please share if anyone needs to to talk or needs help please contact me mtrengrove@google.com  big guns misses you and loves you and is so very proud of you love you xoxoxoxo

On October 8th, 2016 my grandma came to my house and woke me up to tell me my mother had passed away at 2:00am at her fiancé’s house. I was in complete denial. There was no way my best friend and mother had been gone, she was only 42. But she is. I know she is watching over me and is my guardian angel now. It’s just hard to believe she’s gone, she won’t be at my high school graduation this year and she won’t be there when I get married or have kids but I know she’ll always be watching over me. We had an unbreakable bond, I could tell her anything as if she was just another friend, whether it was about my relationship or school I knew I could tell her. She was literally my best friend since I was born, I’m 17 now, her oldest child and I have to take care of my 9 year old brother, 6 year old sister, graduate high school, and work. But I’m doing it for my mom and I know she’s watching my success. She struggled with drug and alcohol addiction since 2004, and on October 8, 2016 passed from heroin overdose. I never thought a day would come so soon where I’d be without my best friend. I love you mom and I know you’re watching over me, Liam and Sami. We all love you and will see you when our times come ❤️

Daddy, I miss you more and more every single day. I wish more than anything that you could look into the eyes of your grandson who looks so much like you, he’s even named after you. You would love him. You’d love all of your grandchildren. 4 weeks before my 12th birthday, you were gone. I was supposed to see you that day and you never made it. I love you more than I ever told you and for that, I’m sorry. But I’ll always be your baby girl. ♥

For my sweet babygirl Danielle Jo who died on Oct 1st, I will always love you and will think of the wonderful times we had together. You were a beautiful person inside and out. I will miss you so very much! I am in sp much pain right now but I take comfort in knowing that at least you are at peace and free from the torture of addiction. I know you’re in heaven with grandma smiling down on me. Please watch over me and give strength to get through the pain of losing you. Rest in peace babygirl❤????

My daughter was clean for years and on March 3 ,2016 I found her in the floor dead. I tried cpr everything nothing worked. The autopsy report stated that it had fentanyl in it she passed instantly.

My beautiful boy.Mark died 9/25/2016.he was 36 years old.Too soon!  He ad struggled for 2 decades..had been clean 7 mos.Looked so promising for first time….then his addicted ex girlfriend showed back up. faced with the stress of work,school,internship he fell back to making the stress and hurt go away. He was very loving and wanted to fix every one.We set up memorial fund in his name(mark loyd memorial narcan rescue fund) to provide narcan rescue kits free of charge to users,friends,parents,those who come into contact with life saving situations.  First responders should ALL carry the drug but time is primary..there should be a kit for every person connected with addiction. Funding for these kits is essential. Few insurance plans cover the kits.Those available over the counter are $135-600 SHAMEFUL. WHAT IS A LIFE WORTH!    Please do what you can in memory of your loved one to help others by writing your government(state and federal) officials.Search the Internet. There are tons of information and help…WE WHO SUFFER THE MOST PAINFUL LOSS must step forward to STOP THIS. There is strength in numbers. God Bless! Do what you can

For my wonderful firstborn son, Ryan, who changed my life, my world, and my future – twice.

The first time on 24 April 1981 at 3am when he was born. I already loved him but then I got to meet him and I knew I’d do anything for him and would love him forever.

I would kill for him and I’d die for him, I just couldn’t save him.

On 16 June 2016 my whole world turned up.side,down, my life changed forever and I no longer had a future.

My boy, my son, my reason to live, my Ryan, died at 9pm and nothing would ever be the same again.

I love you & miss you my son.

Mum. xxx

To my beautiful daughter Emily. Who passed away much to early from a overdose. She had just turned 29 9 days before her death. I will never forget you my loving baby girl. You were strong. You were brave. You were broken. All at once. I love and miss you too the moon and back. No more pain, no more sorrow, no more suffering. Emily may you know have peace in your heart. Love you, MOM

My best friend for over 10 years passed away this June due to overdose. It started out as just for fun at clubs and dances. We lost touch for the last 2 years, but reconnected a few months before she passed. She was the kind of friend that – no matter how long you spent apart – just picked up were you left off, like no time passed.

She was beautiful. A young, attractive, 22 year old university student. In those 2 years we were disconnected, things had gotten bad. She called me begging for a place to stay; of course I said yes. It was then that I realized how addicted she really was. She had to wear adult diapers because she had no physical control over her organs. The few days she was sober, she cried to me about how scared she was for herself.

She promised me that she would go to NA (narcotics anonymous), as part of the agreement of her staying with me. I promised her I would go with her for support. Unfortunately, she passed away before she could keep that promise. I still go, as a way to remember her and to celebrate the life she wanted back.

She left a mother and father behind. A teenage sister with no one to look up to now. Friends and family who care so much. Seeing how many people showed up to the memorial made me realize how many lives she touched.

I share this story to show people that addiction and overdose is not something to be taken lightly. I hope that youth see this, and realize it could happen to anyone. A lot of the time people think ” I’ll never get that bad”. But before you know it, it isn’t a choice anymore. The drugs have taken over.

I sincerely wish that anyone with substance abuse/misuse see this, and get the help they need.

I just lost my 33 year old daughter to a heroin overdose. Her name is Samantha Leogrande. She had a 8 year old boy. She was a single parent trying to be both mom and dad. She lived with me for 7 out of the 8 years she had Kden.  She was suffering both physically and mentally. She was in so much pain everyday. From fibromyalgia, massive migraines and 3 back surgeries that left her in constant pain.She was given opiates to take away her pain for awhile. Besides that she was diagnosed with being bi-polar and  schizophrenic. She was also very depressed from the pain. I found her on my bathroom floor dead. I tried to get her to breath for me while doing CPR till the medics arrived. That was the day my life came to an end as I knew it. Samantha died on August 10th, 2016.  It’s only been 6 weeks and I want to remember her and always keep her alive in Her son’s heart and to never let him forget the love she had for him. She lived and breathed for him. Samantha was a smart girl. She went to med school to be a surgical tech but couldn’t find work in our area.She graduated with top honors.

To Brice James Wood, My Beautiful Son.  I love you so much & am so proud of you for being sober for 3 months.  I thought because you were living in a sober living facility, you would be safe.  I blame myself for so many things and I am so sorry I failed you.  I just want this to be a bad dream.  I want this to be a dream & I will wake up and then I will understand you had an illness and I would call you everyday and I would drive to Houston and visit you more and I would not let this happen to you.  I don’t know how to live without you here.  I cannot believe this has happened.  I count the days until I can be with you again.  I’m so sorry, I love you more than anyone & anything.  I only hope you know this. Be safe my darling

In loving memory of Grog, my best friend, my brother. He passed away from an accidental methadone overdose. He was the funniest person in the room at all times! He was an amazing father of 4 kids but tragically he left this world before his time. No one could save him from himself, and I try to tell myself everything happens for a reason but nothing fills that void we all have in our lives now. He is very much missed and I can’t wait to see him again one day! Love you grog ❤️

In loving memory of my beautiful son, Jack, who died of an accidental overdose of fentanyl on 3-20-16. Jack was everything we could’ve asked for in a son. Kind, caring, smart, hilarious, hardworking and full of love for his family. He is missed by many but especially by myself, his dad and his heartbroken younger sister, Claire. The void that he left is immense. Our lives will never be the same. It has been 6 months since he died and his 28th birthday is on September 30th. Our precious boy. I am so very, very sorry that I couldn’t save you from yourself. Never doubt how much you are loved. I would give my life to hear your voice once more. I love you,son. I will hold on to memories until we are reunited.

The evening of 6/2/2015 , was the worst evening I could have ever experienced. My Love, my Best friend, My boyfriend, my heart, my  everything, father to a beautiful daughter, brother to 3 younger siblings, uncle to 4 nephews, son to a lovely mother and a great friend too many others. He had been battling such a horrible addiction and it took over him. He was arrested and that same morning of his death , he called me and told me he was happy to go to jail ,as that would have been the only chance he had to get help and get clean.

Unfortunately it did not go as he planned and how he had me hoping for.

He was in lock up and he had some bad drugs in him and he was having a HEART ATTACK…yes a freaking HEART ATTACK!!!! He was asking, yelling for help , but they neglected to help him. They figured he was just their normal drug user needing a fix. For the recklessness, the assumption, the careless Police officers that ignored his calling for help, you bastards… he is gone!!!

He was pronounced dead at the police station in his cell at 8 pm on 6/2/2015. At the time I was supposed to get his call that he had been transferred ,and he was undergoing paperwork and pending court…noooo, instead I get a phone call at 3am that I didnt answer cause I was sleeping. When I call that number back in the morning, I get a total chasing game and finally I get through to someone and I heard the news.

My Boyfriend, my Love, my Best friend, my heart, my everything had died. My life has not been the same and it will never be the same, People say it will get easier as the days go by, but to be honest it really doesnt, it seems to get harder.

I MISS YOU SO MUCH MY SUGABOOGA!!!! IVE BEEN LONELY, IVE BEEN AFRAID, YOU WERE MY ROCK, MY OAKTREE.

I KNOW YOU WERE GOING TO GET BETTER FOR ME AND YOUR DAUGHTER AND FOR YOURSELF BUT THEY TOOK THAT CHANCE AWAY FROM YOU BABY.

I AM SORRY FOR THE PAIN YOU FELT, FOR THE IGNORANCE OF THE POLICE OFFICERS, I AM SO SORRY YOU HAD TO GO AND BE TAKEN AWAY FROM US SO UNEXPECTED.

MY GOD IS THE ONLY ONE WITH ANSWERS. AND I PRAY TAHT YOU ARE RESTING IN PEACE. I KNOW THAT WE WILL SEE EACHOTHER AGAIN…ONE DAY.

TE AMO, TE ADORO, TE EXTRANO MI VIDA… XOXOXOXO FOREVER & ALWAYS YOUR SNUGGYMUFFINZ AMOR!!!!

To my son Jeff. You promised me you would never overdose because it would break my heart. Your drug dealer broke that promise when he gave you heroin with fentanyl. I miss you so much , I can’t wait to get to heaven and see you again.

R.I.P. To my sister and best friend, Taryn Lyle.

You were and still are loved. I got your initials tattooed on my wrist since we never got to get our matching ones. Everything good I do in my life will be for you. I will never stop missing you! Xoxo. -your bestie for life, Robin.

T.M.L. 10/9/84-7/27/16

*** if you are currently struggling with addiction, please let your loved ones know and build a strong support team. You are loved.

Never forgetting Adam!!

Mother of 5 to 5 without a mother!! My Sissy, Only Sister Lori Lee Peterson Bahlouli age 40 died of an Overdose of Heroin supposivley laced with Fentanyl after being clean for 8 months . Lori went to her bedroom in Ssh to retire for the nite after confrontation with Well Known H Dealer and live in boyfriend of 5 years about his relapses and her pleading with him repeatedly to move out because she was so close to getting at least one son back. That one son less than an hour later was calling 911 and performing  CPR on his  Blue and Cold  Deceased Mother after Dealer and Live in Bofreind of 5 years said they were leaving to get something to drink and Shut the bedroom door behind them with Our Cherish Daughter,Sissy,Mommy,Aunty,Grandmother of 2 G-Babies under 2 years of age! We just can’t go on without ANSWERS!! NO CHARGES PRESSED ON ANY OF THESE  TWO MEN! SSH DETECTIVE FAILED THIS FAMILY! WHY DIDN’T THEY OVERDOSE WHEN THEY DID THE POISON TOO??! NONE OF THIS ADDS UP! WE NEED TOUGHER  LAWS ON PEOPLE WATCHING SOMEONE OD AND NOT CALLING 911!! SHE COULDN’T CALL 911! SHE WOULD HAVE WANTED THEM TO CALL 911! THEY LEFT HER THERE DEAD, CLOSED THE DOOR BEHIND THEM FOR HER SON TO FIND HER TO DEAL WITH IT!! NO CHARGES FILED ON THESE TWO MEN! SOMETHING NEEDS TO BE DONE!!  LORI LEE PETERSON BAHLOULI  11-26-75 TO 02-05-16..REST IN PEACE. ..WISH Our family  COULD Have Peace TOO!..Love Your One and Only Little Sissy, Karen

Jilisa, I now know what you meant about how you d never be able to live with out it! I to went through the battle and I keep fighting them everyday. I refuse to let them win and you help drive that. I love you and miss you so much. 8/29/2011

Scrolling down the list, only catching glimpses of over a dozen stories was so heavy for my heart. The people reading and writing these tributes are so very brave and strong. I often enjoy the saying, “You are given this life because you are strong enough to live it.” A quote I find very true for each and everyone of us. We are loved and we are strong. With a double bonus, a beautiful angel to watch over us. Never judge, only love. For love is the best medicine of them all. RIP to all the fallen angels ❤ We love you dearly and forever. Until we meet again

My birthday will never be a day of happiness it was the day I lost my estranged husband and the father of my five children to a drug overdose it was a horrible end to a wonderful man who was trying to change and get his life and family back I was unsure if he was actually going to do the things he said on December 1 but he never had the chance too and we are left wondering John we love and miss you very much may you finally be at peace

Max, you were a great big brother. Now you are an angel in heaven looking over everyone that loves you. I know you tried. I love you so much.

September 5, 1992 – September 6, 2016

Baby sister died,alone,first day out of prison,for adult neglect AND abuse.she had sold everything from her fathers house,no food,or heat in house,left him for day’s on her journey for more heroin.he fell,was found day’s later,covered in bugs,malnourished,she was found,prosecutors by family member,found guilty,upon release,went straight for heroin into her dad’s house,overdosed.found,with needle in arm.I screamed for day’s.

Jilisa, I now know what you meant about how you d never be able to live with out it! I to went through the battle and I keep fighting them everyday. I refuse to let them win and you help drive that. I love you and miss you so much. 8/29/2011

My birthday will never be a day of happiness it was the day I lost my estranged husband and the father of my five children to a drug overdose it was a horrible end to a wonderful man who was trying to change and get his life and family back I was unsure if he was actually going to do the things he said on December 1 but he never had the chance too and we are left wondering John we love and miss you very much may you finally be at peace

Max, you were a great big brother. Now you are an angel in heaven looking over everyone that loves you. I know you tried. I love you so much.

September 5, 1992 – September 6, 2016

“Earth has no sorrow that heaven can’t heal.”

Casting Crowns.

While our hearts break as we live our lives day-to-day without you, it brings me comfort that you no longer struggle with the sickness of addiction.

I love you my sweet Sean.

My dearest daughter Jennifer died of a meth overdose on 5/5/13 and I have no happiness without you.  I love you

To my best friend Katrina Burke I miss you everyday you passed away on my birthday 6/17/15 to heroin I keep you close to my heart n I try to come visit you regularly miss your smile laughter goofiness most of all that big ❤️ Of yours!!! Until we meet again love you babygirl

My oldest son Ryan passed from this earth on 6/23/2015. His heart stopped beating and my heart broke. He was 30 years old and had struggled off and on for 10 years. He was a sensitive, happy soul who loved music. He left behind his younger brother Joe, who also suffers with the blight of addiction. Ryan was good at hiding his struggle from me in the beginning. He was ashamed of it. He was clean and then relapsed, not realizing that he was most vulnerable at that time. My last time with him was at his brothers wedding on 5/23/2015, 30 days later he was gone. My last memory with him was the most happy day!! He was clean, had a job he enjoyed and life was looking up for him. Then he was faced with difficult times and lost his job, he father became ill and he had to move back home with his father in Miami. The stress was too much and he self medicated. He had reached out to us but we did not recognize the cry for help . For that I will always feel guilty. I have learned a lot since he slipped away from us. I loved him unconditionally and forever. If anything good comes of this  it is this…Ryan, you are loved, we are not mad at you. We love you, nothing but love for you son, now and forever. Until we are together again. The grief is difficult as most people are judgmental towards someone who has overdosed. Be kind to each other…It is hard enough to lose a child, this was preventable. It just kills me that he is gone! Visit him at Ryan P Frye @ virtual memorials.  See his beautiful smile and say hello. Always and forever Ryan’s Mom.

My son Joshua Michael Killian my beautiful boy who brought such happiness to his father and myself . Gone but never forgotten from this horrible family disease. I love you TommyBoy!

My dearest daughter Jennifer died of a meth overdose on 5/5/13 and I have no happiness without you.  I love you

Not just my sister, but the only person in fact, who had the same exact blood as i do. the only person whom in which i could be seen as or mistaken for. the only person that really knew me without my having taken the time to even make an effort to try and explain, and not just that- she loved me. she loved me so much that i didn’t even know how to allow her to love me. and because i wanted to be better than i was, more for her, and much less about myself- because i didn’t want her to have to see me struggle, because i didn’t want to be a bad example, because i didn’t want to look weak, sensitive, or unable- i did the worst thing that i think i ever could have possibly done– i deserted her. i left her behind and all alone. i barely contacted her. i became more of a stranger to her than i ever believed i formerly was before. i listened to the phone ring as i’d sit and stare at her name on the screen, frantically wondering what it was i could try to say to convince her that i was actually okay, worrying if she was okay, and flushed with guilt thinking that if she was needing me i would regret not taking the time to listen, or advise, or at least hear what she had to say. i knew i feared her dying for a reason. because i knew it was coming. if only i had taken that time. if only i had answered that call. if only i was there when she so desperately pleaded for me to be there for her. if only i made sure that she knew that i love her. that I need HER. she didn’t need me because i was nothing worth needing i thought. but in all of my reality, she was the only person who made me feel like i was somebody. that i was something. the sun in somebody’s sky. the center piece of someone’s thoughts and heart. i had a number one fan. and now i don’t even feel like trying. she was my only real motivation. without her to try for, it seems like there’s just no use. my faith or hope can’t save her destiny, so why even bother to try and pretend i can save me own. my sister died alone physically, but she didn’t die alone spiritually. will i ever forgive myself?  i feel so angry. i can’t say goodbye- i won’t say good bye- nothing or no one can make me. is this going to ruin my life more than it already is?

To my brother Michael grochowski who died of alcohol poisoning on October 14, 1993 at the young age of 41. Mike lost his battle with his demons years ago when he first started smoking pot in HS. Unfortunately Michael and I didn’t get along and it got progressively worse when he turned to heroin. Omg he became crazed but I loved my big brother. There was something we had in common..we were both adopted to great parents. After my Dad had to go into a nursing home due to Parkinson’s disease we both lost it. And when our beloved mother Anne died on July 4, 1992 neither one could handle losing our beloved mother. A little over a year Michael moved to Tucson was off heroin but he turned to drinking. I was living in Florida and I received a message from our Mom’s lawyer that said “Michael was dead. Call our office” I thought for sure that my Dad also named Michael had died. I had a friend call the nursing home only to be told that my Dad Michael was fine. I thought that it was some kind of mix-up. Unfortunately I was wrong. My handsome, intelligent big brother Michael “drank himself to death”. I talked to the ER doctor who treated him and she told me coldly “your brother drank himself to death and he died a terrible death”…charming doctor right? But then I thought she had seen all the track marks that I saw on his body when I was getting him admitted to rehab years ago. He was wearing one of those awful hospital gowns and I noticed all the track marks on his arms, legs. In between his toes every where on his body and I cried. The doctor just thought he was just a worthless junkie but Michael wasn’t. He was very intelligent and got a Bachelor’s degree in psychology. He became a social worker, he played the guitar and drums, he could cook..plus Michael had so many friends!! He was an extrovert and I was an introvert. What I found out was that Michael started playing guitar in a band and he was introduced to the “devil’s drug..heroin”. It was awful watching him suffer from withdrawals and it got scary for me to be around him when was on Heroin. I don’t remember how many times he tried to kill me.. running after me with an axe, injecting my food and drinks with God only knows what. The last time I saw my brother alive was the day I was flying back to Florida and Michael was gaunt, always mumbling and before I left I begged him to come to Florida with me we would both go to rehab together. Unfortunately I flew home to Florida and he drove to Tucson. Since he had no contacts he had to go cold turkey cross country as his wife drive. I knew the hell he went thru and 6 months after our Mom died my big brother, my only sibling died if alcohol poisoning..6 months later on our Mom’s birthday!! Anyway I forgive you Michael and I pray you are at peace now. You are in Heaven with both our parents. Love you Michael..6/18/52 – 10/14/93. RIP your sister Always… Martha

On 7/6/16 I lost my boyfriend Tommy to an accidental drug overdose. He had just gotten out of a treatment program. Like others have mentioned I don’t think he was aware of the increased sensitivity to overdose when you have been through detox. He was an oxicontin addict as well as a multi pill user.

He was my bff, my partner, my lover & my heart. Not a day goes by that I don’t think of him many times a day. He had just turned 56. He was taken way too soon. I love you Tommy. Forever in my heart. ❤️

My sweet son Dagun Smith 3/18/93 – 12/31/2014, was the most AMAZING, WONDERFUL, CARING, HANDSOME SON, THE BIG BROTHER OF 4 WHO ABSOLUTELY ADORED HIM, with an ELECTRIC SOUL. HIS SMILE WOULD. LIGHT UP THE ROOM.. I cannot accept your gone..My heart has a HUGE hole in it without you here.. we miss you so much. We needed you. R.I.P my baby..

Evan, how I miss you babe. I swear I still wake up every morning hoping you will be there laying next to me. 8 months without you has been WAY to long. I wish all the time that I could of given you my strength, but I’m no superhero. I miss your stupid laugh, our movie nights, and all the little things in between. My heart hurts so much. It was always you.        -J

Josh Pierce, age 27, was born in August 1986 and transitioned in April 2014 as the result of heroin toxicity. Josh is my only child and I will always long for his warm hearted touch, deep conversations, beautiful smile, infectious laugh, and great big bear hugs. He was an intelligent man with a variety of interests and hobbies. He had a witty sense of humor and could make me laugh regardless of how I felt. Josh was highly creative and seemed to be able to accomplish whatever he put his mind to.Throughout his shortened journey his fearless and passionate personality seemed to drive him to excel but that drive also steered him towards making a lot of bad decisions that involved experimenting with alcohol and drugs at a young age. Grieving the loss of a child, at any age, is one of life’s toughest journeys but grieving the loss of an only child is beyond my comprehension. I can only hope and pray that the lives lived and lost to this disease are “testament to a higher cause all for the greatest good of the many”.  Josh, you are always on my mind, in my heart and in my soul. I love you forever and always to infinity and beyond ~Mom

Remembering you always Even you let go to early, the sun still shines but the rain still falls,  opaque surrounds the window, even throughout your life struggles I close my eyes and see a kind smile on Your beautiful face knowing you are at a far better place, I tuck you safely in my heart forever and never forget our first meeting together! !

Forever and ever in my heart you ‘ll always be my one and only JB !! XO

June 20 2014 was the day my heart shattered into a thousand jagged pieces.  I lost my best friend, my love, my Daniel.  There will forever be a Daniel-sized hole in my heart.  I am grateful for the time I did get to spend with you my darling, wonderful friend.  I carry with me your smile, your laugh, the voice you used any time you talked to cats, the way you tilted your head before you said something uncertain, running into you randomly at work and smiling from ear to ear when I did, your beard, your hats, that stupid top drawer in your bathroom that broke every time I tried to get my toothbrush, the smell of your face wash, how OCD you were about your coffee pot and your protein powders, the sound you made the first time I took you to eat Indian food, the way you said “buttercream icing”, watching you feed buttercream icing to my cat – I still blame you for his obesity, by the way… I miss you.  I miss your heart.  I miss your face.  I miss your everything.  I hate that you were in so much pain that heroin was your escape.  I love you for loving me and for letting me love you.  All the days I will live the rest of my life without you are worth the short amount of days I got to live with you.  Love with you.  Love you.  My friend. xx

Remembering you and the memories we’ve shared is still almost unbearable. You were the light in my life the one I thought would be with me until my end ,not your end!! You were filled with so much laughter on the outside but I knew something  was always bothering you.I wish I new how to help you!! If I could go back in time maybe I could have saved you!!I can never let you go !

God granted me a year with you.

One year filled with enough love, laughter, and happiness worth a whole lifetime. From the day we met we were inseperable, incapable of being one without the other. You brought me strength, loyalty, and serenity. I have never met someone so perfect, so romantic and so beautiful. You finished my sentences, my thoughts, even my emotions. You were my heart, my soul, my best friend, but most of all my everything. The king to my queen. Every day without you will be a struggle to the end but I pray that one day we will be reunited in our castle again. I love you forever and ever, baby!

Mój misiu tęsknię za tobą. Brakuje mi ciebie, co dziennie. Nie wiem jak przeżyje beż ciebie.

XoXo

God granted me a year with you.

One year filled with enough love, laughter, and happiness worth a whole lifetime. From the day we met we were inseperable, incapable of being one without the other. You brought me strength, loyalty, and serenity. I have never met someone so perfect, so romantic and so beautiful. You finished my sentences, my thoughts, even my emotions. You were my heart, my soul, my best friend, but most of all my everything. The king to my queen. Every day without you will be a struggle to the end but I pray that one day we will be reunited in our castle again. I love you forever and ever, baby!

Mój misiu tęsknię za tobą. Brakuje mi ciebie, co dziennie. Nie wiem jak przeżyje beż ciebie.

XoXo

I lost my brother Sasha to an overdose of OxyContin, cocaine, and various diazepines. He was a longterm polydrug user, as well as a highly educated lawyer and brilliant thinker. Despite his education, he did not know that recent use reductions can decrease drug tolerance, or that mixing drugs can increase the chance of overdose. Overdose Awareness Day is important in terms of spreading these messages, as well as the message that if someone on drugs is non-responsive you should not just let them sleep. I miss my brother every day and I wish he could have been saved. I hope more overdoses will be prevented thanks to your efforts.

July 5, 2014 – the day our lives changed forever. We lost our son Danny, to an accidental heroin overdose.  We miss you everyday and love you forever. ❤️

Our loving girl, Laura Elizabeth, beloved daughter, sister, granddaughter, aunt, niece and friend. Blessed are the pure in heart for they shall see God.  We love you, my girl.  I miss you.  I love you. I carry you heart.  I carry your heart in my heart.

I will not forget you…

You are in my waking thoughts, my memories, my dreams.

You are within my past, present, and future I will not forget you…

You have touched my soul, opened my eyes, and expanded my life I will not forget you…

You have taught me to give and receive love with no conditions You have taught me to afford human interaction with humility You have taught me every person deserves their own dignity I will not forget you…

You are my son, within my soul

I am your mother, within your energy

March 11, 2015 I lost my youngest son Michael Scott Jones he was 25YRS old , he overdosed on morphine pills , xanax, Norco, weed, he has a daughter that will be7 she was 5 when he died he should of BEEN here to watch her grow up . The person that was with him didn’t call 911 first and when they were called she didn’t tell them what he had took, I will never know if they could of saved him , Please CALL 911 BE HONEST TELL THEM EVERYTHING YOU COULD SAVE A LIFE

Rest in peace stacey. Taken too soon.

On July 1st, 2016, we received the phone call that would forever haunt us and change our lives. We lost our beloved Richard to a heroin overdose. Words cannot describe the pain I feel everyday. Not just mine, but seeing my mother literally break down and sob with such grief. Along with my father and siblings, we all struggle for answers. I still talk to him. It’s the only way I can stay sane and go on from day to day. So, until we meet again my brother, I expect to see you at those gates someday when it’s my turn, with that huge, infectious smile of yours. We love you buddy. #timetoact #stoptheepidemic

My baby, my son Tim-

Came into this world 9 1/2 lbs on Feb 25th 1986….

Loved me thru everything~

Had the sweetesr heart Ive ever known

An overdose stole him from us

Changed my heart forever

His Mom

My boy left us on 11/12/2015 from an accidental overdose of heroin. It is the worst feeling a parent will EVER experience in life !!!! He will be forever missed and NEVER forgotten !!!!

Today I remember too many. Today I think of my husbands father who overdosed on heroin, when my husband was just a teenager. He loved his son but didn’t know how to show it. I wish he could know that he left an amazing man here on earth with me. I am so thankful to have married his son and would have loved to call him my father in law. You are missed and you are forgiven.

In Memory Of Our Son, Gary A. Brothers 12-3-80 to 2-10-15

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

For my sweet brother Aaron.  I think about you every day and I miss your sweet smile.  This terrible disease took you away from us far too soon, but I know you are no longer in pain and in some strange way, this is comforting.  I love you bro – my only brother and the hero to my boys – your nephews.

I’ll miss you forever baby sister.

Anais Atherton 1/5/80- 7/24/16. Love you forever. Your sister always, Ariel

Rest in Peace Skylar Baldwin

I miss my cousin, best friend, Darci Smith everyday.  She became free of the suffering and lost her battle on February 5th, 2013.

Hey ant. I love ya bud. I miss you so much. Jr and kelsey are in good hands and all of our friends are taking care of them both. Jr is loved so much and looks so much like you. He’s ten months and he’s huge! Keep watching over us pal. Love ya

Paul (Pauly) Joseph DiPierro 05/16/82  … we miss you more than you could possibly imagine.  You were a bright line that was extinguished long before your time.  Always in our hearts  …. sending love to you in Heaven from your Dad, your Mom and me your stepmom ❤?

My beloved baby sister, Amanda Grant, lost her 5 year long battle to heroin on February 7, 2015.  Although her song still sings in my heart, the melody will never be the same. Until we meet again I’ll forever have an emptiness in my heart. I love and miss you my itty bitty Banda Sue!!!

Thinking of my amazing friend Cody who was taken from us yesterday by this disease. 20 years was not enough for him, but I just pray that he is finally at peace.  Rest in paradise angel

Jural Garrison losing you to the demon of drugs 7 years ago on Sept 2nd at just nearly 17 years old – has left me permanently changed on so many levels. I love and miss you son and wish my love could have saved you…I know you’re with Papa God now and someday we’ll be reunited…Love you forever and always, Mom

So many have passed already this year……my mom being the hardest….I love u so much JODI LYNN FRANKLIN I’d love could have saved you; you would have lived forever WHOLE entire world Fireworks AND back

My sweet brother Rodney, the 1st anniversary of your death is looming closer. And it comes with great sadness and grief! You are so very missed, your loving heart, your support, your loyalty and that amazing laugh are missed and treasured!!!!

And the love that your entire family has for you is now and forever will be overflowing!!!!

Wish you were here!!! I love you my sweet brother!!!! Until we meet again??

Forever in my heart Joseph M. Scarpone.  You are missed by so many friends and family.  Rest in peace my little boy.

In loving memory of my son Micheal Neil Hoyle who lost his life to an addiction on Valentine’s Day 2016.  My life and many others are forever changed.  We will always remember.  Love, hope and healing to us all.  Know Hope.  Just For Today.

You know we have too start taking care of our self a little better,cause these days we don’t know jack what they r putting in these drugs nowadays.so please be aware,and be careful.Most of all don’t share needles…God Bless Us All.

I have had several family members die of an addiction.  I wish there was no stigma.  I wish there was more help.  I miss my cousin Dougie.  We use to talk almost every day.  He wanted a better life more than anything.  He tried several times but he kept getting pulled back into the realms of addiction. I hope he is at peace now.  My son is in recovery, I pray everyday for him.  He has almost 2 years sobriety, but it haunts me everyday.  He has overdosed before but thankfully survived.  Please keep our hearts open to those suffering.  Instead of judging we need to pray and help them.

Hard to imagine that it has been 10 months since we’ve heard your laugh or saw that wonderful smile that you always had trying to mask the pain you endured daily. Jon you are missed beyond measure and thought of something often. In loving memory of my son Jonathan Armstrong.

My good friends Merle,Waldon & Suzzanna. I have such special memories of you guys.

We all had to walk that ugly road of addiction. But you guys are now safe in the arms of Jesus.

I thank God everyday i made it out alive. I will never forget you guys.

In memory of our beloved Ian.  You left us on January 14, 2016.  Our lives will never be the same.  You are constantly on our minds and in our hearts.  We keep you near us always and feel your love daily.  We find comfort in knowing that you are free, at peace and live on in your new world.  Always and with great love ~ Mom, Dad and Leah

There are all kinds of addicts, I guess. We all have pain. And we all look for ways to make the pain go away. So our Addiction begins with the hope that something ‘out there’ can instantly fill up the emptiness inside. To us our thought of what life means to us is determined not so much by what life brings to us as by the attitude we bring to life; not so much by what happens to us as by our reaction to what happens. There’s no discrimination to addiction. Good people are good because they’ve come to wisdom through failure. We get very little wisdom from success, you know… One who doesn’t try cannot fail and become wise. We often feel isolated and not apart of the world around us. If I accept you as you are, I will make you worse; however if I treat you as though you are what you are capable of becoming, I help you become that. Through recovery we learn to be human with feelings, where we try to enter society once again. As human beings, our greatness lies not so much in being able to remake the world… as in being able to remake ourselves. We try to give up on the addiction and sometimes it’s a process to fail, try again. Using the tools we learned in recovery to recognize the things around us and to put our coping skills into play but sometimes the familiar lifestyle is hard to let go. The people, places, things, and most of all the constant the chaos. We don’t see how being bored is to relax and admire the precious things that are around us that we could not see when we were using. It’s Only through experience of trial and suffering can the soul be strengthened, vision cleared, ambition inspired, and success achieved.

Prince. Nothing compares to you. Thank you for everything you gave us. This world is so quiet without you. Miss you everyday. Your fans have set up a website to help those suffering with opioid addiction. www.waybackhome.org ?

To my angel in heaven, my first born, Dylan. There is not a single minute that passes that I don’t think of your sweet smile, handsome face & quirky laughter. All of these things & everything else that was special & unique to only you, is what gives me the strength to keep going. I believe that your death could have been prevented. You could have & should have been saved. We now have the tools & laws in place to prevent such a tragedy, but we need the education and funding. That is why I will fight, until there is no fight left in me, to help make that happen so that your death will not be in vain. I will honor your life by helping others get through this disease. So that your light, and the light of so many others lost to this horrible epidemic, may always shine! I love you more than words & I miss you like crazy! One sweet day, my angel! One sweet, sweet day!

Always,

Ma

In loving memory…..

Dylan Edward Creelman

June 24, 1993 – August 15, 2012

Thinking of you more today. But to say your not thought of everyday would be a lie. Where do I begin!? The fact that it has been over 2 years since you were here? Or that we have lost the most precious angel to ever walk this earth. Jay you were taken from us way too soon. You would of done amazing things, but some of your choices got the best of you. I hope that you have been able to find peace upstairs, and that you watch over your loved ones. I cannot say that I have accepted the path given to you, but I can say that I cherish our memories together. I have only been to your memorial once. I guess I don’t want to face reality, but I promise to come visit you soon. I love you. I will see you again. Keep shining down on us with that amazing smile❤️

My son Lou lost his battle with addiction on June 1, 2016, at the young age of 27.  i miss him every moment of everyday,,my life will never be the same.  …Love you always my Lou Lou.

Today is International Overdose Awareness Day. To those of you that have been personally affected by having a family member, loved one, or friend lose their life to the horrible disease of addiction, my sympathy and heart goes out to you. I too know the feeling, I lost an immediate family member a few years ago. You can try to change someone, but they won’t change til they’re ready to. Sometimes before that change happens, their addiction wins. I know the screaming, sleepless nights of arguing with a person with an addiction. I know the whole “f*** you’s” and “mind your own business” that gets thrown back in your face when you’re, “just trying to help.” And I know that God awful moment when that call comes, out of the blue (even though you knew you’d get the call one day, but you just didn’t know when and now that it’s come, it CAN’T REALLY BE HAPPENING) where the world stands still and and time ceases to pass. Where you hear the words but it’s like it’s some sick joke because you didn’t get to say goodbye or more importantly, I love you. Where the “f*** you” and the “you don’t understand” is all you hear, instead of the person who is calling to break the news to you.

If any of you are battling addiction, I know there’s nothing I can really say to make you stop and get help. But remember you’re loved and you have your family, loved ones, and friends waiting for the “real you” to come back into their lives. Don’t be afraid to change and seek help for your addiction, because changing is better than the alternative.

In loving memory of my baby brother Kyle John Parzych. Kyle lost his battle with addiction a little over 2 years ago at only 22 years old. 4/4/92-7/7/14 I love you always Ky

We lost our 22-year-old son, Ty, on May 14, 2016.  He was a bright, funny, handsome young man.  He had been in residential re-hab for a couple of months and had a job.  We got to enjoy a few months of wonderful communication and accomplishments with him. Unfortunately, addictive thinking apparently took over and he decided he could try using one more time.  So many people let us know how much he had cared about them and how much he had touched their lives.  There was even one young woman who was in the same re-hab program because he had texted and called and encouraged her to check it out.  It is so good to see that there is an app to help people recognize signs of overdose.  The people our son was with were not addicts and did not know what was going on.  Glad to see you getting that information out there.

Hey little bro,

Mom and I miss you deeply. Your giant bear hugs and dry sarcastic humor. Bright beautiful blue eyes and purposeful laugh. You made the world a better place, brought joy to those around you and always gave a mean foot massage. Whenever I hear Tracy Chapman or Neil Diamond I tear up. We love you.

In honor of my best friend we lost way to early, Dawn Partain. Rip girl..I love you

My love of my life and bestfriend died of an overdose August 18th 2015 . Andrew Loveland was an amazing person and just struggle with substances for quit some time. As have I. We miss him so much. I miss him so much. I miss our talks and most of all i miss his voice and eyes. I know hes here still with us in spirit. Its been a long hard year for us all and I am fighting real hard to make sure I keep he memory alive and to stay clean myself

Thinking of you, missing you, always beloved, Brian (Gorky) Rohatyn ❤️

In loving memory of my only sibling Gretchen Ann Smarra.  May you continue to rest in peace!  We love and miss you always!

In loving memory of Sean Durgin ❤️

I carry you in my heart.

Our sweet son Justin…such a gentle, creative soul.  Our youngest..forever 31.  Eight months today since we lost you on New Year’s Eve.  So many tears.  It was like you were drowning in quicksand and we couldn’t reach you to pull you out.  You fought hard and we will always be proud of you.  Rest easy, dear boy…and know that you are loved and missed beyond measure.  We will see you again, some day…

Love always,

Mom and Dad

On the morning of 6/22/16 ,a mother and father lost their first born daughter , 2 daughters and a son lost their mother and I lost my only sibling, my sister,my best friend. Such a waste. She was so funny,beautiful inside and out with a heart of gold.

So much was lost that day to heroin. I wish with all my heart this was just a bad dream. I have a hard time accepting the fact that she is really gone. There will forever be a hole in my heart that will never heal.

We were supposed to grow old together, play cards and watch each other become grandmas…I have 30 years of memories but I want so much more. I miss you,and I always will. Until I see you again…

In loving memory of Katie Renee Bergeron

For Erica, Eric, Chad, Mary Kaye, Rand, and many more I ask and pray for people to remember those we have lost and to promote greater understanding of the power of addiction.

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

Zachary, We miss you!  Sorry that all of this had to happen.  I wish we could have done more.  Be good up there.  We love you, and not a day goes by that I don’t think of something about you.  Peace, glad you found it!

Too many friends/family to name. 🙁  May they RIP.

John Joseph Hurtuk IV

10/10/90-06/27/16

25 years 8 months 17 days

Son, brother, uncle, friend. An amazing worker, fisherman to be exact. He was going on back to back trips so he could stay clean, bringing in thousands of dollars and still managed to stay sober. Until that one day that he decided one more time would be okay, it wasn’t okay. My first forever friend was taken away by heroin, he fought so hard to get clean, to stay clean. Remember that one last time could be your last time. Forever missed, forever loved, never forgotten. I love you John I hope your story can help to save a life, I won’t let your death be in vain.

On August 28th, 2016 I lost my closest family member to heroin.  He was a father, an uncle, a brother, a son, and a loyal friend.  In February 2016, I found him overdosed and we were able to get help and save his life.  He refused rehab.  I held him that night after he was released from the hospital.  He was afraid to close his eyes because he feared death would come in his sleep.  I stayed with him for 2 days listening to his heart beat while he slept because I feared for his life myself.  I finally had to work so he was left alone for a couple hours, he called an addict friend and they got high off of pcp.  That night he was asked to leave his family’s home and moved in with that same addict friend.  I made sure to tell him how much I love him and I’d help him when he was ready to accept it, then I stepped out of his life for the health of my own.  Still talked but at an arms length, still loved each other, still would do anything for him, and still had hope.  Now we are just still, frozen in time and broken.  So today someone will read this, someone will tear up, someone will understand this torturous pain that has overtaken our family.  Someone will also deny the power of these words and the truth within them.  And they will use again.

I lost my 26 year old son 16 months ago to a heroin overdose.  He is missed by all who knew and loved him.  He had been clean and doing great. He went out one evening to help a friend with something and never came home.  He battled alcoholism and addiction for 10 years.  To redo things in his life would be a dream.  NOT EVEN ONCE needs to be spoken to everyone.  It only takes one time and your loved one is gone. Jeremy did not want to die, he had everything to live for.  A job, a newborn son, and a loving family.  We will forever love and miss him.  We are broken without him.  I LOVE YOU Jeremy

I have lost way to many friends and family to overdose to even attempt to leave a tribute individually. I remember however my last day using. I had a bent up needle trying to force it into my veiens. Not knowing exactly what was in the substance I was about to inject but I do remember the fear of wandering if I would live  due to the fear of overdosing but the sickness overtook that fear and I completed the task that had taken over my life. The next day my daughter asked me “when was I going to stop being selfish” I heard her for the first time. I called the detox and fortunately was able to get a bed. That was August 21,2015 and I am still in the fight. Some days are wonderful my new life filled with new challenges but there are those days and moments when that old thought creeps in and says” maybe we can do one more”. Those that I have lost have answered that question for me. There is no “one more” for me. so a day at a time sometime a minute at a time i am in the battle to save my life. saw a facebook post on a friends FB page last night saying’ My brother od’d today and he fought a GOOD FIGHT against this disease unfortunately he lost” . GOD bless her and those that are still battling and the family and friends of those that have felt the pain of losing someone or multiple folks and those that will feel the pain. #Thisdiseasesucks!

In loving memory of my fiancé, Joshua, who lost his battle to addiction on May 3, 2016.  I will forever miss your beautiful soul.  Not a day goes by where I do not think of you.  You were such a loving, kind spirited person with a great sense of humor.  I will carry you in my heart until we meet again.  Love you always Joshua Lee.

At 4:45am on February 22, 2015, I found my 21 year old son in our family room, surrounded by multiple packets of heroin, with a rolled up bill and heroin residue on his iphone on the coffee table in front of him. He was making gurgling sounds in his throat and I couldn’t wake him. Paramedics came, he was rushed to the hospital where he remained in ICU, intubated on a ventilator for 3 days. His chances were maybe 50/50 that he would survive. He did, but he incurred an anoxic brain injury, affecting his basal ganglia and cerebellum. After 10 days, he was transferred to a rehabilitation institute where he had to learn how to hold his head up, swallow, and walk again. After 3 weeks, he was out of diapers, walking with assistance and swallowing. After 3 months he said his first quasi-audible words. Now, 18 months out, he’s able to walk, jog, ice skate (! he was an amazing hockey player in high school), though he’s still unable to skip, jump or swim. Speaking is still an extreme challenge and he has frequent throughout the day recurrent spasms and tic’s. By the grace of God, his intellectual capacity is in tact and if you’d read his writing, you’d never know the disabilities he now has. He contributed to a website last December describing his journey (http://www.thedialogueprojects.com/blogs/voices/80109766-joey-pesavento). He still has a long ways to go and we hope and pray he’ll make it to a place more approximating normalcy, but we have no way of knowing at this point.

We’re so proud of Joey’s tenacity in fighting, not only his addiction, but also for his chance to get to a place where he can live a normal independent life.

Loving memory of my son, forever 25, John Andrew.(09212015) I love you and miss you more than I could ever explain. Your forever in my heart and mind, until ………….

I love ya Mush

Mom

I lost my sister to an overdose on December 24,2011.   Not a day goes by that I don’t think of her.  She was my only sibling and my best friend.  I still can’t believe that she is gone on somedays and its been 5 years.  I’m thinking about you today Lisa.  The day you died part of my heart died with you.  You will never be forgotten.  See you again some day.

My sister, Tristan died of a heroin overdose on August 4th, 2016; she was a beautiful girl with long brunette hair and a bubbly personality. She was only 18. I love and miss you sissy. #tristanslaw

This is in memory of Renee Owens. Renee passed on her birthday 3/2/16. Renee you are loved and missed!

Brian Sampson passed in October 2015. Brian you are not forgotten. You are free now.

In loving memory of Michael D. Frank.  My husband of 23 years, my friend for 29 years, our daughter’s father of 18 years.  He was lost to an accidental overdose on 1/22/16 after years of chronic pain.

In remembrance of our dear friends brother William Michael Katzara.

Isaac,

It has been two years since you left this earth (forever 21).  We just celebrated you on your birthday last week.  It is hard to believe that my baby would now be 23.  Then the anniversary of your death quickly followed four days later.  We all love you so much and miss you immensely.  You are forever with us.  I love you, Mom

To Rupe, Bobby, & Doyen,

I just want you to know that your life stories live-on to help others who are battling this ugly epidemic everyday I enter the ER. Miss you guys!

CC

Jonathon S. Golden    8/22/1987 – 5/9/2016

An amazing brother, friend and son.

Jon impressed me with his wit and humor; he had the best impressions and always came up with hilarious nicknames for everyone. He was a super talented artist. Everywhere we went, he was drawing on napkins and receipts. He was in love with Boston and would take photos all around the city of landmarks, views and every-day happenings. Most of all, he was an amazing brother and loved spending time with his family. Jesse and I will always take you with us through our life, we hope we make you proud. Stay with us, angel.

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 beloved son, Robert Dower, died on February 4, 2012, in Weaverville, NC, from a fatal combination of cocaine and methadone. He was only 22 years old and had struggled with the disease of addiction for the last 4 years of his life. He was loved by all who knew him and most of all by his family. I wish that he could have beat the horrible disease that took his life, I knew he tried.

I hope and pray that by raising awareness of this disease, that we can take steps to increase understanding and support for those who struggle every day to live.

My son and I lost the WAR with Heroin on July 22, 2016. The war lasted 7 years. He was 24. The pain is not comprehensible by those that have never gone through it. Not just his passing but the 7 years of up and down, in and out of all types of rehab, the number of times he went to detox, so he could start all over again. Such a wonderful person and personality. Never met a person that didn’t immediately love him or his smile. Before he got involved with drugs, I was just another uneducated parent about the epidemic of drugs, especially Heroin. After checking him in to the most expensive rehab place and going to Betty Ford center for a week long workshop so we could understand and how to deal with it, my eyes were open to how widespread this is and what it’s doing to their parents. Even though I lost the war doesn’t mean it stops. The battle still goes on for many. We need to continue the path and do whatever in our power to turn it around. PLEASE KEEP WORKING IT.

I miss Evan and his smile all the time, but on his behalf I’ve got work to do. I know he’s looking down and smiling and that’s what keeps me going.

LOVE you with all my hearts.

DAD

I lost my son Bradley James on October 6, 2015 at the age of 30, 9 days before is 31st birthday. He was out with friends looking to get high. He had battled with addiction since the age of 14. He is in my prayers and thoughts all the time. The toxicology report said it was cocaine and methamphetamine toxicity. Words cannot express how I feel. Everyone misses him and his positive attitude and sense of humor. I love you Brad. Dad

Your songs still play over and over in my head. We lost you way too soon. “Nothin’ but cloudy days, without you. My sunshine turned to rain, with you.” RIP SLS.

On Overdose Awareness Day, I miss you every single day Neil.  You were the best.  I wish there was a way to have kept you here on earth.  Please look after your little sister, who is also struggling with this disease.  I can’t bear to lose another child.  Mom

My best friend lost her battle with addiction in 2012 at just 21 years old. She introduced me to my soon-to-be wife(her cousin). She was an awesome titi to my children. She had such a beautiful soul. There are so many moments in my life that feel so empty without her. It seems addiction takes the most wonderful people. I miss her so much and I think about her everyday. I look for her around every corner. Her life was such a blessing to me.

I LOVE AND MISS YOU A.W.!

We’ve hit 2016…I somehow seemed to realize this as I was scouring the constant, yet, new articles commenting on the opioid epidemic ravishing our communities everyday. It seems as if time had stopped since my brother’s death… It took me almost 8 whole months into 2016 to realize it’s no longer the year my brother passed from an opioid overdose.

Over the past year and a half plus, I would read each new article remembering another life taken far too soon from addiction; and I seemed to feel a connection, although I didn’t know them at all, to those families and friends whose loved one’s obituary ended in the year, “2015.” Those families and friends felt similar grief, despair, and hopelessness Jonathan’s loved ones were feeling in the wake of his passing.

It took me a while, but I see it is no longer “our” year. And as that year changes, new grief settles in. Grief of days turning into months, and months into years, years without our loved ones. However, as that year changes, new responsibility also arises, responsibility to bring awareness to this epidemic and to join with loved ones from all over to remember the beautiful souls who have lost their battles with addiction in both Kentucky and our entire nation; responsibility to recognize and to fight this battle occurring in all homes and communities, a battle that refuses to discriminate.

*In loving memory of Jonathan “Johnny” Squire… the brightest light in all of our lives. He left a legacy of love and will always be remembered by his joy of living and his never give up attitude.

In tribute to my son, Michael Adam Chort. He died of an accidental overdose on June 28th of this year.  He wasn’t an addict and ironically, he was very concerned about other family members who are. He was also very committed to his health and nutrition. Mikey was fiercely committed to those he loved in that he put his life on hold to care for his Father. I can only try to understand it in the context of his terrible time with insomnia and his mixing drugs. In fact we discussed the dangers of that just 4 days before he died.  I wish we had laughed more and stressed less. I guess the best way I can honor him is to do that with my surviving son and to find a way to inspire others to know that that are loved.

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

I love you and miss you more and more each day Hunter Frommelt.  You will never be forgotten.

My Favorite first born son 🙂 , Jimmy Davidson, died from an overdose last year on 10/09/15 at 27, one week before his 28th birthday – we actually buried him on his birthday. He was addicted to heroin but he died from Fentanyl. No heroin in his system at all. The dealers are killing these kids! putting poison in there like the heroin isn’t enough! I miss him every single day. He was doing so good and then he gave in one last time. I am so sorry for everyone affected by addiction. Always try to support your addicted loved one and end the stigma! God bless everyone and my son – see you in heaven! luv you Jimmy, 4eva8!

In Memory Of Our Son, Gary A. Brothers 12-3-80 to 2-10-15

Missing you everyday sweet Stace.  You were loved and looked up to by everyone you met.

You are by far the funniest, smartest and most charismatic person dad and I have even known.  You walked into a room and everyone knew Stace had arrived.

You lived life large!  I wish we had known how hard your struggles were and maybe we could have saved you.  Maybe not.  We are working to understand how drugs took control of a wonderful life with such a bright future.  Think of you every day.  You are forever in our hearts.

In loving memory of my forever 30 year old son James R. Masciantonio, Jr. (Jim) was born November 27, 1984 and battled with addiction 2/3’s of his life until the beast won and took his life on Feb. 27, 2015.

I always told Jim, I wished it was me – as it was so painful to watch my son deal with his addiction. But nothing compares to the pain of living every day without him.

I lost my boyfriend to a Methadone overdose in 2007. He was dearly loved by everyone who knew him. He now rests in the arms of Jesus and we will be together again, someday!

? K’mali J. Stapleton

“We who are still alive and are left will be caught up together…. And so we will be with the Lord forever. ” (1 Thessalonians 4:17).

We lost our dear friend to an overdose last week. He’d been clean since last year. I know for a fact that if drugs like heroin weren’t criminalised, and stigmatised because of that criminalisation, he would be alive today. If it were treated like the health issue that it essentially is, the assistance he needed at that crucial moment would have been there for him. If we continue to use this ridiculous War on Drugs rhetoric, so many more will continue to die unnecessarily. Here’s to you, TB, you were a wonderful man, and your loss is a cruel outcome of an  inhumane and misguided society. You will be sorely missed.

Hey baby doll, it’s been 5 months and I miss reading the texts you send. Your humour was priceless to me. I miss you and love you.

You will always be in our hearts ❤️ MH ??

I lost 6 friends in the past 2 days due to this disease. I am walking tonight for all those who are still suffering and all of those people who made an impact on my life throughout my recovery. RIP Joey. I told MJ I’m walking for you

I lost my son Trevor Yarrington Nov 16 2013 he was 18 yrs old. I miss you more and more everyday. Life is not the same without you here. I miss hearing your silly giggle I miss hearing you call me mommy, I miss you picking on your brother and sister but most of all i miss our talks and how you would give me advise on certain things and a lot of the time it was really bad advise but we would always end up laughing. You had a gift to make everyone around you smile and since you left there is a lot less smiles here. We all miss you so much. I hope you are happy. I love you baby boy. I promise i will never let go. Love your mom

In loving memory of my biological mother Sharon Vinko..who passed from an overdose in 1989.

I’m missing you now, I will miss you forever. We love you WLS??

I lost my beautiful 22-year-old daughter, Megan Rose Kelley, on April 14, 2015. I am remembering Megan and all those who have tragically lost their lives to overdoses; we will be lighting black candles in remembrance.

Dylan A Berman 8/5/87 – 11/21/13.   Sending my beloved son, my only child healing love and light!  I love you Dylan❣

There is a hole her smile used to fill… Jessie Rae 12/16/94-11/13/15

Austin – it’s still hard to believe you are gone, how did this happen? You were such a caring, inquisitive, funny, talented soul who affected so many lives in a positive way while dealing with your own struggles. I wish I could have done more to help you. You were so brave! I know your spirit is with us, but there will always be a hole in my heart for you. We all miss you and all that you were, so much, my son. Metal always.

For my daughter Elizabeth. This nightmare must end.

I have lost countless friends and am now up to three family members. I miss my uncle, cousin and brother every single day. You were to great for this world and your disease took you away from all of us too soon. I love each of you and miss you in all different ways.

On this day, I remember the patient I had who died from an overdose.  I feel grief over your death; I hope you are at peace.  May we find effective ways to bring this scourge to an end.

My gentle spirited son died on Sunday, May 22, 2016 from a fentanyl-heroin overdose.  He was my wordsmith, my wickedly humorous, tender hearted boy.  Forever adored.

My babies.  Kenneth Charles Grym.  Daniel Jerome Grym.  Let’s stop this madness.

Missing you every day Travis. Hope you have found peace in your life.  Sorry I couldn’t help you fight the demons and sadness that took over your life.  A piece of  my heart died with you and I will miss you forever ?

To my funny, loving, handsome baby brother, You just could not fight the demons any longer. I miss you and love you so much. You have no idea how hard it is for all of us that you left behind. I hope you have the peace that you were so desperately looking for….you took a piece of my heart that day when I heard you were gone. (June 17, 2016)

To my darling angel Danielle Jerrels. I miss you so very much. I wish I could have taken away all of your pain. May you rest in peace until we meet again. Mommy loves you so much. Forever 23.

Please remember my son, Eli Mathew Leyko. He lost his life to a heroin/fentanyl overdose on June 1, 2016. He was 32 years old. I love him unconditionally, and need people to remember him as a good and caring man. He spent his life helping others, but he couldn’t help himself.  Rest peacefully my angel.

I cry everyday Stephen Smith lost 1996 to Heroin addiction and complications from AIDS.  Still, wide spread availability of clean needles don’t exist.  The silence of the addiction epidemic must be broken.  This crisis must end with the same efforts as war waged in the world.

My dear son Brian I will forever miss you. My funny smart-witted intelligent caring kind-hearted one.  My one with the biggest heart but the one that was also broken hearted.  I hope your wings are flying high and may you rest in peace.  Can’t wait to hold you in my arms again love forever and always Mom xoxoxoxo

You have always been too bright for this Earth Emilee.

Kind in beauty and deeds,

Your Sun gives birth to

an Ocean’s steed…

We are forever inmixed my love.

Jay

My beloved sonnie who lost his battle to a predator at an na meeting. Sonnie was 27 years old, a school teacher and had health issues. My only son. I love you and when I take my last breath I pray our God will send you to take me home.

I am writing this for a special young man in behalf of his family. I know they grieve his passing every minute of everyday. I am not sure if anyone is writing a tribute for him, but I wanted to make sure loving thoughts of him are added to the thousands that are included in the list of tributes. This young man is truly beloved by his family and friends and will never be forgotten. He was the best son and brother and friend. May he rest in peace.

Travis John, TJ, my “baby” brother. Kind, gentle, loving, funny, outstanding athlete, Son, brother, uncle. We miss you every second of every day. It will be 5 years since you left us on 9/28 and it seems like yesterday and a lifetime ago, all at the same time. Your struggle is over. Until we meet again. Love you.

Monique. I love you and will never forget you. I hope you are free and at peace. Greg X

My beautiful son Zachary Lennon Hysell you are missed greatly & loved much.  May you watch over your brother so he does not follow your footsteps.   Can’t wait to see you at the cross roads.

Tony Jones, Kym Richards, Todd Thomas, Rikki Marie, Jake Holt, and Kinsley Wilson. Rest in Peace my angels ?

I will always remember you and made this film in your honor. For the heartbreak that never heals, some of us live with daily. Love – Compassion – Recovery- Hope ❤️

www.MoonlightintheDarkness.com

My only son, forever 29, left this world 10/02/15. I will miss your smile, your hugs and laughter forever. A part of me is missing. You were an amazing cook who loved to cook for your friends and family. Your love of music was known by everyone and it’s hard for me to even listen to it. We will see each other again on the other side my sweet son. Love Mama Dukes.i

Darla, my beautiful niece, I think of you every day. I mourn the loss of all the possibilities wiped away with your passing. This world lost a beautiful  caring soul. You had a passion for life and a power within to make real changes in this world. You will never be forgotten, I love you forever.

Such a young life taken way too soon. You are loved and missed by so many but Kirsten took your death and turned her life around.She truly believes you left so she could live. RIP Michael Hubbard.

Jake, its been just over three years since we lost you to a heroin and alcohol overdose . The drugs dulled your mind and you didn’t think anyone cared. Everyone loved you so much. You are so missed. Please look after your sister, I’m so worried about her she’s not doing well. Rest in peace son. We will meet again. Love always,  Mom

In memory for my beautiful daughter, Diana Lynn, who passed away from an overdose on July 19, 2014. She was my only child. She battled the addiction for well over 5 years and spent at least half of that time in jail and the other half in various rehab centers across Pennsylvania and a fraction of the remaining time at home. I can’t imagine the demons she was battling everyday but I was always there to support her. Her fate was set by God and I have to trust that he knew best when it was time for her to join him and the rest of her family especially her dad in heaven. There are so many things i wish I could say to her and so many experiences in life that I will never have or share with her. I’m not mad at her nor am I searching for the person who gave her the final dose. That would not solve the past and it may help the next person but I believe that everyone’s path and story is written and what will be will be. I’m at peace. Here’s a prayer to Diana and all those who suffered and died from an overdose. You will never be forgotten and I know you will always be with me until we meet again. Rest in Peace.

In loving memory of our son, Jonathan David Harris Son • Brother • Nephew • Cousin • Friend • Poet Writer • Connoisseur Of Any Cheese • Jokester And A Good Man

My beautiful friend ‘Simone’

The years go so quick but the pain of loosing you never fades.  I will never have another friend like you-you were one of a kind.  Memories of us are mind to hold close and keep me safe when the world overwhelms me.  I know we will be together again.  Until then I will continue to love and miss you forever.

Always in my heart,

Lisa xxx

All my lovelies-Debbie, Nola, Helga, Rikki, Ronnie, Marcus, Lionel and cousin ‘henry’

Always in my heart-memories of us still makes me smile through the pain of loosing you.

Love you all

Lisa xxxx

Titch,

Can’t believe we buried you just over a week ago.  Numbness was my only companion when I found out you had died, now regret is what’s left that we never made things right between us before you left.  Memories of us are coming to me in the strangest of places, I hope they’re being sent by you.  Please watch over Lee-regardless of anything-you’re still his dad and he will always be you son.  Maybe things will be different when we meet again. A part of me has always still loved you and always will.

Always yours,

Lisa xxxx

To all the clients I have worked with over the years but lost their battle with addiction Thank you for being my teachers-for entrusting me with things that you wouldn’t share with others-for being the amazing people that you were.  You are all the reason I still do what I do and will continue to do until my last breath.  You will never be forgotten.

Lisa xxxx

My cousin Neil died 28/3/16 due to an overdose, you weren’t just my cousin you were my best friend, and I miss and love you so much, I made a video for your birthday with so many happy memories in it, hurts so much to know to that I can’t talk to you as we were always there for one and other. Everyone misses you so much esp your mum, brothers, nana and also your 2 kids. Everytime I hear your fave songs I can’t stop crying but I listen to them and picture your smile, and the selfie we took at new year Siobhan printed it off for me, and a tiny one for my purse. Until we meet again your loving cousin Carol Anne xxxxxxxx❤️❤️❤️❤️Xxxxx

Vitor Santos was a peer educator and founder of the first association of drug users in Portugal. He died in 2013 at age 50 due to heart complications caused by substance use. The CASO friends produced a video tribute in his honor. You can find it here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HsfObiLK6UU

The more I wish to fight back, more tears well up at the thought of another life lost. I especially empathize with parents who’ve lost their children. I cannot begin to imagine the torment. These children however, are my friends…. All within 4 years above and below my current age, 22. My heart and soul collapses for the lives and families of my dear friends Justin Roth, Josesh Cravens, Chloe Lucas, David Igo, Aaron Massey, and our most recent loss in mu group of friends, Justin Hensley. These are all young men who wanted to make it out alive..but didnt know any other way…. Some of our children don’t stick around for the overdose. Sometimes the black hole of sadness takes them first. My love and condolences to the families of my lost brothers, Ethan Honnerker and Gus Pettigrew; who took their life in in desperation when addiction wasn’t enough to mask the pain.

Naomi Erb I think of you often and miss you. You are loved and although you are gone you remain in our hearts. I find peace knowing you now rest in the arms of God. For heaven surely has a beautiful angel. Rest in peace sweetie.?✝?

I am sad to say that over the years I have lost many friends and family to addiction. I also have three children that have overcome it, thankfully.

Those lost are: Micah, Melanie, Doug, Tony, Keith, and Logan. There are still so many I know who are struggling. Please pray for all who battle this disease. #sprinklekindnessnotjudgement

My kids lost their father on New Year’s Day 2009. He was 32 and overdosed on prescription painkillers. Our beautiful daughters are now 19 and 17. He’s missed so much and we hurt each and everyday. If you know anyone struggling with addiction…please help.

Hey everyone,  I would like to help even with some words, remember there’s always hope…

Thinking about Chip, his strong 12 step program, his back injury and ultimate going out on pain meds and then OD-ing on heroin even as he completed an inpatient treatment program. There has to be a better way, not to lose friends who give so much to our lives.

I lost my younger brother to the horrible drug of heroin on July 7, 2014. He was only 22 years young and full of life. I miss you everyday and will see you again when I get there kid.  RIP Kyle John Parzych 4/4/92-7/7/14

Love Matt

In loving memory of my beautiful son, Timothy John McGowan, who was taken by this terrible disease on October 27, 2015 at the young age of 25. He was trying so hard to do good, had a great job, was really working hard at his recovery, got out of rehab, attended his meetings, went back to his busy job and school.  Had been on Naltrexone daily and was running out and went to doctors to get vivitrol shot, but they required he get a blood test first, he was waiting for the call back to get back in for the shot, broke down, got a pill from someone and then he was craving apparently and could not find his Percocet (which was his drug of choice) so he ended up getting what he thought was heroin and it was 100% fentanyl and it killed him.  He had never overdosed before and the paramedics and cops didn’t have narcon when they arrived.  The doctors office finally called back the day after he died, too late! His last note to himself on his phone was to call them again.  I never thought this would take him, he was full of life, hardworking, fun, but unfortunately as a result of injuries and surgeries, he was instantly hooked on his pain meds.  Medications that our great country allows to be prescribed to anyone, even though they were told they are non-addictive. Now that they have hooked so many addicts they will make money on of the antidote.  This is such a disgrace that our country can’t stop drug companies and drug dealers who are now killing people selling a drug they don’t they are taking and its 100 times stronger.  My handsome son, had so much life ahead of him, now I have to live with this empty, horrible pain everyday for the rest of my life.  I struggle to survive each day, and look to my angel to give me strength, as he was so strong, but not strong enough to overcome this illness.  Don’t be fooled to think that your loved one will be okay, they need help for a long time and possibly vivitrol to keep the receptors in the brain from craving the drug.  It takes years to stop that craving.  It is truly a horrific disease.  And unfortunately a lot of people are ignorant to the fact that it is a disease and not a choice for people. I pray that they don’t have to experience the vicious cycle that becomes the life of the addict and those that love them.  We really do live in a world where people judge, and are cruel and as a result those suffering live in shame and don’t share and reach out to those that who could help them.   I live in a world of why’s now and will always have so many regrets that I didn’t treat his illness as just that and make people aware of it, although most people don’t want to help and stay away unless the afflicted want to help themselves.  Most people just go on and want to live their own lives free of this sadness and all the negativity it brings.  I continue to witness that.    Prayers for all those that continue to suffer with addiction and all those that we have lost on the way.  My baby boy will forever be in my heart and soul and my love for him is eternal.  I do have a very special angel.  I will always be proud to call him my son.  Love you forever my beautiful son Timothy.

My son, Travis, passed away last August from heroin laced with fentanal.  Tomorrow I will meet with prosecuting attorney in Cleveland.  They want our input on a plea deal for drug dealer.  I feel fortunate that my sons case is even being prosecuted.  So for all the families that are not seeing any justice for their loved ones, I vow to fight as hard as I can to keep this drug dealer     behind bars as long as I can !  With more than 14 felonies including 4 gun charges, it is truly what he deserves. My tribute to all who have suffered this pain and grief.

My Oldest sister passed on May 28th 2016, she was going to be 50 in just a few short months, she lost her battle of addiction, and her and her boyfriend both overdosed and died together. It breaks my heart knowing what a beautiful person she was, loving and kind just a lost soul who never found her way back to us after many years of addiction. I will always love you for the person I knew you to be, not the person the drug made you into , my love will always remain the same. I will never forget you or your struggle and I will always try to help others in your memory. I love and miss you with each passing day, and hope you are free from pain and heartache.

Love Always your little sister Tia

On September 7 2015 Our beautiful daughter,mommy,sissy, granddaughter auntie, Felisha “LaRae” Jackson-Hatch Our beautiful angel was injected w Fentanyl n Heroin by 2 evil people who she thought was her friends..Her oldest daughter ran inside to find her mommy face down in an ashtray w a cigarette still burning then called her grandpa who stayed on the phone w her till he drove to our first born baby girl ..it took him less than 2 minutes to get to her then her dad worked on her for 25 minutes and has nightmares of this whole overdose of our daughter LaRae forever 28 yrs old left behind 3 beautiful girls ages 9,6 & 2 ,2 brothers 25,12 & 1 sister 23.. LaRae was a great mommy n was so proud she had a new niece and loved her very much..We are still waiting to hear from the FBI on her murder.. RIP OUR SWEET ANGEL F.L.J.H forever 28

My most recent boyfriend of 2 years died of a drug overdose a month ago on July the 29th 2016. His name was Travis. He was caring, funny, always giving and trying to help others. His smile was the brightest id ever seen and always lit up the whole room. I remember the day you slipped up and “tried” things. It was so hard to live with you, you became mean and bitter. We went from having good times to you not wanting to do anything anymore.. All you did was want to be in bed. I slowly watched the man i was in love with turn into someone else. You wouldn’t open up to me.. You lied to me, you even blamed me. You didn’t want help. You broke my heart when all i wanted was to save you. Travis i know who you really are and im so sorry you lost yourself in this nasty world. I was always here for you and never would have judged you.. I’m so glad i got to tell you i loved you the day before you died. We had such an unfinished story.. Even after all i went through i still wanted you. I wasn’t gone. I was waiting on you to get clean. You did so well for months and i even got to see you and your sober face . your beautiful smile. The last time i saw you, you were sober and beautiful and that’s how i choose to remember you. I never thought i would lose you. I cry myself to sleep every day. I think of you every second and this has been the hardest thing i ever went through.. I wish you would have opened up to me. ): you are the most beautiful man i’ve ever laid eyes on and your soul fit mine like a puzzle piece. You are absolutely irreplaceable. I will never understand why god needed you more than me.. It was hard enough trying to be your friend while you were an addict, but i was. & now after my heart breaking from your addiction, my heart breaks for your loss. I have been crying every day for a yr and a half while you were alive and now i have probably a whole other year to go. This has been unreal. I miss you SO much Travis John. I will never replace you. You were my soulmate, my best friend. Its so sad that someone so sweet, generous, and giving as you could get so caught up by something so evil.  I wish i could talk to you one more time.. You will always be in my heart travis. Now all i can do is try and help others. I know that’s what you would have wanted. I love you more than words can express. My heart hearts.. RIP sweet angel. 24 years old was way too early. God gained a handsome angel. All of my love until we meet again. Love always, Kelsey ?

I lost my younger brother Michael 5/28/16 after his battle with his heroin addiction, he was only 23. He had the biggest heart and was an amazingly talented guitar player, the greatest friend and always worried about others before himself. Most people didn’t even know he was struggling when he died because he tried to never let it show by making others laugh or building them up. He touched so many lives and will be greatly missed. I can’t wait until we are reunited I miss him so much he was one of my best friends. As he always would say “One Love” to all of you fighters and people grieving. Love never dies.

We all make mistakes thats our trait. To carry this to the grave or in the grave. I love everyone i lost, people in recovery, and people still running. Theres hope. Progress over perfectiob. Just give it a shot

I lost my best friend Katie at the beginning of August 2016. I know she was in a lot of pain and she is happy now. But knowing her mother,father, and sister are always in pain now hurt me more than i can express.  I would give anything to be there to help her 8f i would have KNOWN how she was feeling and what she was going through. You will always be in my heart love. ♡

This is for all my friends that are now gone. I miss you. While you just slipped away and went into eternal sleep you left all your loved ones behind to wonder what we could have done to change things. I now see the change was within you. I recently have been face to face with this HORRIBLE MONSTER, as my own daughter was using. I chose to fight this Devil and pull her back. But still every single day I’m scared to death for her.

Alexis

RIP Larae Hatch-Jackson Love u always. .Until we see each other again TAKEN TOO SOON.  LOVE auntie Jeanine Calderon. La Push Wa.

Felisha Larae Jackson

SUNRISE: March 7. 1987

SUNSET: September, 2015

Rest in peace Cody! I wish you had shared your struggle with me. I would  have been  able to  help. I miss your goofy grin. Please watch over those still suffering.

My son. My Jamie.The light of my life.Gone. Jamie was young and early in his addiction. First round of rehab and he was clean from January 4th until March 17th of this year.Jamie went to sleep and never woke up again.Overdose herion xanax and perks .

Rip sweet boy your daddy and I love you with all our hearts. We will never forget you baby boy. And Mommy promises to do whatever she can to help the next addict…. the next mom and dad…….

A commemoration my father who accidentally overdosed Dec 30, 2007.

Your daughters miss you every day and do everything we can now to help others struggling.

xoxox

Larger than life, full of life and personality. Not one person had a bad thing to say about Carl if you really knew him.

He fought the fight of addiction for ten years he compared it to a bully always going back for another fight and losing again.

This generation didn’t no any better they were the oxy80 generation the lost generation who thought they were experimenting with another club drug.

To find out HERION robbed you of everything there was nothing HERION didn’t take. It send him to prison many times for detoxes, send him to detoxes, send him out of state his Mom paying large sums of money for treatment, sectioned several times. The generation that had limited help.

I would give it all to have Carl back today. If only. His presence was infectious. His presences brought you happiness full of jokes.

He left a beautiful baby boy Giovanni the light of his life along with a loving family who misses him like it was yesterday.

Carl you will forever be in our head and our hearts we love you to the moon and back 100 times.

My name is Julian Denny. I am a 27-year old male, with 15 months of sobriety, for the first time in my life. I am here to remember my two friends, Ty and Austin. One from Heroin and the other from Benzos. Me, I have had Narcan used on me and came back angry because they brought me back. I was such a numb fool. I had my heart stop once at 16 from a DXM OD and ever since that day…I couldn’t find “Real Peace”. With the help of MN Adult and Teen Challenge, I am turning my life around by digging deep into my mind and dealing with core issues. I have been working with a prevention group called Know The Truth. We are given the opportunity to go into schools and tell our stories of addiction to students. I am grateful for the opportunity to reach even one teenager, to prevent one more sad story from happening. I am grateful for another chance at life.

I lost my brother, my best friend, my protector, a piece of my life I will never get back. At the hands of his “friend” who left him for me to find and try my damndest to bring back. I love you bub! You’re smile, spirit, and strength are living on in not only me, but the boys and your boy. You touched many, many lives and meant the world to us all. Forever waiting for my family to be back together for one more bonfire!!!!!

My beautiful son Drew Alexander Lighthall died of an accidental Tramadol overdose on August 5, 2015. He was so much more than the cause of death stated on his death certificate. He was the light of my life and a part of my heart. He was my smile, my laugh and all that was good. He was the most generous soul you could have ever met. When he loved he loved deeply and fiercely. I miss him with all my heart and soul. I want people to know that one moment in time (his overdose) does not define who he was in this world and who he was to me. I want people to know you don’t have to be an addict to overdose accidently and you don’t have to be what they consider a typical addict. Drew is and will always be my Booger Bear.

I lost the love of my life Adam Farley. 06/08/2015. He was my best friend in the whole world. He had been an addict off and on since he was 18 years old and died of an overdose at 36.  Miss and love him everyday.

My Dear Mate Cameron,

You were a good guy and taken oh far too soon. I think of just what a kind and gentle man you were. We used together, tried to get clean with each other. We managed to get into some right old scrapes and we laughed hard and we laughed long. The last time I saw you I walked you down to Bethnal Green tube station for you to travel over to Paddington to get your train home, I had no idea I’d never see you again. Well my friend you live on in my memories vividly and you’re thought of oh so fondly. Rest in peace my buddy, you’ll never be forgotten.

It’s been 5 months since we lost you to this terrible addiction our lives will never be the same without you. Our prayer is that you are safe and happy once again our loss is certainly heavens gain. Your smile will forever be etched on our heart and you our dear Candie will never be forgotten. We will always love you…always!

My son Jeff Hyde (J) died from a heroin overdose 4/14/2015 at the age of 32.  Not a day goes by that I don’t think of him and I miss him so.  I wish I could hug him and see his beautiful smile and dimple again.  We love him so, and pray for peace light and love.  I hope others can be saved from education and awareness and a change in the laws in Texas and other states for friends to be able help those that have overdosed and also to provide better access to rehabilitation programs.  In his memory I am attending the event in Austin Texas to try to save others.  Prayers go out to those that fight every day to remain sober and to those that lost their lives.  May we all learn more and work towards the better good.

We need to pay tribute to the number

41000 drug overdoses that occurred in 2015 Including national figures and very average People .

We need to remember all those who lost their lives from OD May god Rest Their Souls in Peace Let’s strive to eradicate this evil of drug Addiction once and for all .

In loving memory of Tommy Arnold.  Addiction does not care how you were raised, what color you are, how smart you are or how much money you have. This has to stop and it will only stop by more awareness and early prevention.

My beautiful brother Craig you left too soon. I miss you every day and still can’t believe I’ll never see your silly grin again.

I love you Bruv

Michelle.

Monique. I love you and will never forget you. I hope you are free and at peace. Greg X

My son Richard died November 2, 2010 of an overdose. I love and miss you so much. It’s taken me all this time to be able to listen to music without crying,  You were such a wonderful person. Kind and Humble is the song that I listen to now that reminds me so much of you.  Your Dads with you now and I know you both are happy. We who are left behind are loving and missing you both everyday. We will all be together someday! Until we meet again, know you both were loved, are loved and will always be loved! Love never dies!

Jamie Earl O’Hara

April 22 1970- May 14 1998

To the love of my life. I miss you everyday.

Until we meet again.

I love you.

Sam

Cody James,24, took ONE Methadone pill on Sept 2,2004.That ONE PILL KILLED HIM.Love IS Eternal and I , Cody’s Mom, will fight this epidemic till my last breath, even after. This Brutal Epidemic is a genocide against our loved ones. Sign me, Warrior Mom?

My 31 year old daughter Lisa lost her battle with heroin on April 13, 2015.   I love you and miss  you more than words could ever say.  I will see you again.

> Brandon was born on June 21, 1991 along with his twin sister, Blair. He had an ever-present smile and an outgoing personality & he loved to make people laugh. He was a fiercely loyal friend who could be depended on. He loved sports , especially golf and basketball. Brandon had a great love for animals, growing up with a houseful of dogs and cats. His happiest times were those spent with family , who affectionately called him “BUBBA”. Brandon fought with courage and determination to overcome the disease of substance use disorder, but tragically on November 3, 2015 , heroin took his life. Our hearts are forever broken, but we know that Brandon is safe and sober at home in Heaven with his Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ. ” Though youths grow weary and tired , And vigorous young men stumble badly, Yet those who wait for the Lord will gain new strength; They will mount up with wings like eagles, they will run and not get tired, they will walk and not become weary.”  Isaiah 40:30-31

Dear Peter,

You are always in my thoughts and there seems to be a steady flow of reminders of you each day.

The Allman Brothers are on the radio & I know you were a fan, along with The Beastie Boys & Bob Dylan & so many other great bands. You had a real feeling for music.

The Cohen Brothers have another movie coming out & I know you’d want to check that out.

It’s football season again. You had to cope with not only The NY Jets, The NY Giants but The NE Patriots too.

I drive by the beach & see some guys out there fishing and I always think of you.

Sometimes I’ll find myself reading the Fishing Report in the Falmouth Enterprise or The Cape Cod Times. One article was about Stripe Bass unexpectedly returning to some area again. What would you have thought about that?

One day, a couple of years ago, I found a very tiny turtle in the yard. He seemed so out of place. I picked him up & brought him across the street to the Bird Sanctuary, where I hoped he’d be safe.

And near some water.

I thought he was a sign from you.

Love,

Aunty Cindy

“Overdose” it’s an ugly and powerful word. Drug overdoses are affecting more and more families at a rapid pace. Drug overdoses are one of those deaths that families seem to mourn in private due to the stigma, guilt, and shame. In 2014 alone nearly a HALF a MILLION people died of a drug overdose. It’s the leading cause of accidental death in the United States.

Addiction does NOT discriminate. Addiction does however let you choose your poison. Maybe it’s alcohol, cocaine, heroin, or prescription opioids. Addiction doesn’t care if you’re rich, poor, what color your skin is, or if you’re male, female, Christian, Jewish, or atheist. A professional athlete, stay at home Mom, politician, waitress, rock star, factory worker, police officer, bartender, or a CEO. It doesn’t care how much or how little education you have. Addiction knows NO boundaries.

On February 7th, 2016 my brother Scott was another casualty due to a Drug Overdose. After his autopsy we were initially told that Scott died of heart related issues at the age of 46. Seven weeks later I got the dreaded call that his death was due to a massive cocaine overdose. Was it a shock? Yes and No. Yes, because it was our family’s worst nightmare come true. No, because it had been a 25+ year battle that Scott and my family has been fighting even after multiple unsuccessful attempts in rehab.

It was Superbowl Sunday, and I was at my daughter’s house helping her get ready for her party. As I was leaving I saw Rick driving down the street towards me. He parked his car, got out, and told me to go back in the house. Not knowing why and thinking this was ridiculous I followed him back into the house. Little did I know, few minutes later my life changed forever. He gently told me, “Your brother has died and we need to get to the hospital.”

After we arrived at the Hospital and the first thing I did was talk to the police officer that was called to his home. I wanted every detail he could give me. Someone then escorted us to the room where my Mom and family had started to gather.

The vision of my 90-year-old Mother sitting in a wheel chair sobbing uncontrollably after finding out that her baby had just died is something I hope I NEVER have to experience as a mother.

At this point the shock still had the best of me and now I wanted to see Scotty for myself. I found a nurse and asked if I could see him. She showed me to a room and told me to take all the time I needed. I walked into the room and saw Scott lying there so peaceful and still. My first reaction was to start shaking him and that’s what I did. I viciously shook him trying to wake him up as I was crying and pleading, “Scotty wake up, wake up Scotty, we have so many things left unsaid, and it wasn’t supposed to end this way.” At some point I stopped shaking him and started rubbing his bald head and face just sobbing because reality finally had hit. He was gone, I didn’t get to clear the air, say goodbye, or tell my little brother that in spite of everything I really did love him. I bent down, gave him a few kisses on his dimpled cheeks and forehead and told him that I was sorry and that I loved him one last time.

Society labels people like Scott a loser, and I like many others used the term towards him myself. The last couple years of his life I was so ANGRY at him for what he was doing to himself and to our family I really didn’t want anything to do with him until he got his life together.

In 2014 I was hosting Christmas for my family. I told my Mom I didn’t want Scott at my house period. After I thought about my harsh words, I put my feelings aside and I thought about how sad I had made my Mom, excluding one of her children from a family function on Christmas. My heart eventually started to warm a little bit as I changed my mind and said Scott could come. I kept reassuring myself that he probably won’t come as usual. Much to my surprise Scott showed up that day. As we were opening our gifts Miles, my grandson, who was 3 at the time out of the blue said in front of everyone, “Gigi, Hug him!” I thought to myself did I hear him right? Then one more time he said, Gigi, hug him!” as he pointed to Scott. At that point he had the attention of all 36 of us in the room that day. The first thing out of my mouth was, “where did that come from?” My niece Amy was first to respond, “Jesus told him to say that!” I looked at my Mom who had tears in her eyes as we both stood up and gave each other a big hug. I totally believe Jesus did use Miles to start the very slow mend between Scott and I that day. I’m still at a loss how a three-year-old just knew something was wrong with his Gigi and Uncle Scott.

Another year or so on this addiction roller coaster and out of pure anger, frustration, and love I started to write Scott a letter explaining my frustrations and fears about his addiction. Unfortunately, February 7th came before I was able to give him my letter. Perhaps one of you reading this will be able too take action and not wait until it’s to late.

As my busy summer is winding down, the last month I’ve had more time to think about all the pain, regret, and guilt I’ve had since Scotty’s death. I take one day at a time and have found that talking about his death and learning more about drug addiction and overdose has helped me. Because of my love for him I’ve decided to share his story with the blessings of my wonderful and STRONG 90-year-old mother. If we can help one family, one addict, or help break the stigma surrounding addiction and overdose it’s well worth all the raw emotions and fear of being so open to the world. Families need to know they’re not alone and it’s ok to talk about overdose and addiction. Don’t let he stigma surrounding this disease prevent you from action. Let our guilt, shame, hopelessness, despair, failure, and humiliation be a guide to raise awareness of this horrible epidemic plaguing our country and world.

Without God and a special friend who has been saying over the past year to, “Use your story as your platform to help and inspire others.” I never would have been able to write this. Thank you CB for the inspiration and courage you gave to me by those words and the strength they gave me to put all my fears aside and use my story to help others.

People with addictions, whether it’s drugs or alcohol, don’t’ wake up one morning and say, “Hey, I think I want to be an addict.” Roughly half of an individual’s risk for developing an addiction comes from genetics, while the other half comes from the environment. Even in individuals with a relatively low genetic risk, exposure to any addictive drug for a long period of time whether it’s weeks or months can result in an addiction. In other words, anyone can become an addict under the right circumstances. When a person is addicted to something they cannot control how they use it, and they become dependent on it to cope with daily life. People with an addiction, contrary to popular belief DO NOT have control over what they are doing, taking or using.

Wednesday August 31st is INTERNATIONAL OVERDOSE AWARENESS DAY. First thing I ask of each of you is to please say a prayer for those individuals and families affected by drugs and alcohol. Second, please do some reading on addiction and overdose and let’s work together to end the stigma that’s attached to addiction.

Heidi Geller

My beautiful twin daughter, at 29 years old, Casey Sanders, fought for years and finally lost her battle to a batch of heroin/fentanyl on 1/31/2016, leaving behind her beautiful 5 yr old daughter, her husband, her identical twin sister, and a large group of family and friends who will always remember her smile and the way she lit up a room. My heart is only filled with joy when I hold her baby girl in my arms.  Missing you terribly Casey, each and every second of my day.  I pray for all of the families affected with this demon that is killing our children.

Missing my beautiful son, Reagan “Ray” Thompson who died from a heroin overdose October 5, 2012 at the age of 20. He was a beloved son, brother, grandson and friend to so many. We have to do whatever it takes to end this epidemic that is stealing a generation of young people!

James Scognamiglio, son, brother, grandson, nephew, cousin, friend, died from a heroin overdose on December 21, 2014.  He was 24 years old and was in no way shape form ready to leave this earth.  Heroin saw to it that he did.

Growing up and also as a young man, James Scognamiglio (J Scogs) was remarkably honest, trusting to the point of naïve, an extremely hard worker who was ALWAYS on time.  He was in landscaping and later hired by a hardscaping contractor in early 2014 and he discovered he really enjoyed the hard labor.  He took a lot of pride in his work.  He was a very talented guitar player who also mastered drums.  He loved rock music from the time he was a little boy and was a big Jimi Hendrix fan.  He was also a fantastic fisherman, and his dad’s best buddy in the boat.  He was a huge Giants fan and enjoyed watching games with his dad and yelling profanities at the screen.  Jim, his father, is left with the most enormous gaping hole in his heart and his existence in not having James here.  James was his oldest, his namesake.  His son and his best buddy.

James LOVED his food!    I could always count on James to call me or text me about what time dinner would be served and of course, what exactly is for dinner.  Mom desperately misses those texts.  Thanksgiving 2014 was the last major holiday we all spent together as a family.  I’ll never forget that perfect Thanksgiving of 2014.

He loved his heavy metal bands, and also hip hop and rap ~ Slip Knot, Eminem, Ozzy, SoulFly, his idol, Randy Rhodes.  He lifted weights and was incredibly strong.  He used amino protein drinks to boost his strength and potential.  James was also bullied from 6th through 12th grades, and as a result had very low self esteem and always wanted the approval of the “popular kids.”  The cruel mistreatment from his peers left a mark on him that would torment him on a daily basis. He desperately wanted a girlfriend and had goals of buying a nicer car and getting his own apartment. But his confidence issues always blocked him in actually getting a girlfriend. He was extremely handsome with green eyes, beautiful high cheekbones and a strong jawline.  Tall, and so physically fit.  James was beautiful inside and out.

James was also extremely impulsive and had a tendency to speed, earning a number of tickets.  In the summer of 2013, James was speeding home from hanging out at a friend’s house and was pulled over.  The officer smelled marijuana and searched his car, finding a pot pipe.  As part of his “sentence” James was sent to NA.  At NA, he made a number of great friendships, along with one deadly one.  A pretty girl with a history of heroin abuse became James’ “friend” and  introduced him to heroin.  From the paper trail left in his room, I saw that by late 2014, he was stopping in to Paterson to withdraw money from his bank account.   There was never any evidence of the danger that had walked into my home.  James never stole from us.  No money or jewelry ever went missing.  I never saw him “nodding out.”  No straws in his room.  No residue on furniture.  No glassine envelopes left behind.  Nothing.

After 3 days in ICU, we were informed that James had no brain activity and his vital organs had shut down.  He was clinically dead.  On December 21,2014, we ordered the ventilator to be shut off and our son died at 2:02 in the afternoon.

James is fiercely mourned by his mother, father, brother, grandmother, aunt, uncle and friends.  James, we will ALWAYS LOVE YOU AND REMEMBER YOU and MOM WILL CARRY YOUR MESSAGE TO THE GRAVE.  GOD BLESS YOU, SON.

I lost my son to a herion overdose on 10/04/15. He was 31, my oldest child. Not only did this addiction effect him, it effects everyone around the addict. My heart breaks more and more EVERYDAY that he’s not here. His siblings miss him terribly along wirh aunts,uncles, cousins and friends. He was loved by all. He was funny, caring, sensitive  a huge heart of gold.  This epidemic definitely needs some awareness. Never do I want another parent to have to bury their child. Please let’s make everyone aware of what an overdose can do!!!!

My brother died 5/19/14 from accidental overdose. He was only 25. He was such a good person. That was the hardest thing I have ever gone through. I miss him so much. I pray that our loss is someone elses wake up call.

In honor of Justin Robinson who lost his battle to PTSD and addiction on 8/14/2016:  You were and will continue to be a light in the eyes of those who knew and loved you.  We thank you for defending our freedom and the freedom of others.  Your spirit will live on in your family and in your military family.  Know that everything you sacrificed will never be in vain and that we can’t wait to see you again in heaven.  Fly with the angels Justin.   oxooxoxox

To all those I lost n loved to an overdose ilu all an miss yall beyond any words can say nor any actions can display William Patterson Deserie Clark Nicole Foley

In loving memory of my beautiful daughter Amanda Angelucci  who lost her battle with addiction on October 1, 2015. I miss you every second of every day. I miss your larger-than-life personality your smile your laughter your presence. You are now forever at peace in the arms of The Lord. Sleep with angels baby girl until we meet again. Love You. Forever Amanda’s mom?

To my beautiful son, Corey Ian Seidel. You are and will always be , in our hearts forever. We miss you so much. Words can’t illustrate how broken hearted we are not to have you here with us right here and now. We know that you’re at peace and are with your departed friends and family. September 11th would have been your 25th birthday. We will honor and celebrate your life always. We love you so much now and forever.

Love you and rest in peace.

Mom Dad and Caitlyn

In memory of my son, William P. Cox, who fought the battle of addiction for too many years. On June 18th, 2015, worn out from what he viewed as an inescapable and losing battle, his pain so intense, he intentionally ended his life by both massive overdose (3 Opiates) and carbon monoxide. Not a day goes by that I do not miss him and wish things could have turned out different. Always in my heart, I love you and miss you, Will.

I would like to remember and honor my son, Travis Dean Brown, who died of a heroin overdose on June, 14, 2016.  Travis was a beautiful soul – one of kindest people on earth.  He struggled with addiction and tried hard to overcome his addiction.  Self medicating for depression and the need to feel loved and accepted.  The heroin won.  I feel so sad to have lost the boy of my heart.

Joseph My Son has Passed on December 31st 2015. He had battled addiction for the last 5 years. It started when he was hit with a tractor trailer while crossing the street.. Joseph my Son You are always on my mind…I miss you so much..The smile and Always Will Miss my Big Hugs You Gave Me..Joseph was 25-years old…

To my amazing son HUNTER, thank you for the 29 years of solid love, joy . we are all better people because of you. lola is amazing you would and I know are so proud of your daughter. I gave you life…you gave me the meaning! GOD BLESS MY QUAN XOX ♥♥♥ I LOVE AND MISS YOU BEYOND WORDS

My brother Sam Richert died of a heroin overdose February 4, 2015.  I just wanna say I miss you Sammy every second of every single day.

To all my friends that were taken to early i miss you i know your watching over us! Miss you Joey P., Nate”bubby”G., Jonny W., Mike J. and all you others. Way to young too go. My prayers go out to your families in hopes they find peace. This is serious its all fun and games till you put your eye out! Stay strong users this might not be the path we chose but only we can change direction.

Anthony Allen was 24 years young. We rode the addiction roller coaster in the front seat. I read every book, got a therapist and psychiatrist (for me). I visited his drug dealers to confront him and them (by myself), sham doctors (who prescribe suboxone to addicts to sell), drove him to rehabs, picked him up from the same after he got kicked out, etc. I did it all and then some! I wanted him back.

I loved my son more than life itself, I fought thinking I could “save” him. I couldn’t. His last text was to a dealer saying “I’m dying…” He didn’t know how literal those words were. He spent 12 days in ICU before we disconnected him from life support.

In the entire storm of his addiction and ultimate fate, I have one consolation – there were over 30 people at his hospice bedside telling him they loved him as he left us. I kissed him and held him when he came into this world and as he left it.

Addiction may have taken him, but it wasn’t without a fight. 12/17/91 – 2/11/16. Forever 24.

Kevin,

You will always be remembered for your quick wit and humor. We had some good times and you are missed. Love you, until we meet again!!!

John

Katie [ROSCO]–

It has been so long since I’ve seen your face or heard that loud, funny, obnixous laugh..There’s days I miss you so bad that all I can do is sit in silenced anger. In the early mornings, i catch myself looking at the little flashing light text notification..Hoping it’s you saying april fools [I miss that] and that you miss me too. This disease is CUNNING..BAFFLING..POWERFUL.. INSIDIOUS.. AND FATAL. If any of you reading this are actively using or have a loved one active in ANY addiction..there is a EASIER..SOFTER WAY. Try and get the help you NEED now..before its too late. I love and miss you Kaitlyn Rose, your truly missed. I promise to live out your legacy;  I am determined to carry the message to the addict still suffering (using or NOT).. <3

I just wanted to take a moment to remember my brother Richard Lemon who died of an overdose in November of 2010. I love you Richard. I miss you everyday and think about you all the time. We will see you soon….

My treasured 24 year old son, George Stankov died tragically in a relapse in New York City…. he lost his battle on April 12th 2013. I will be forever proud of my brave son, as I know he tried very hard to master his substance use disorder,  to gain control and get his life back… unfortunately he relapsed  and fell unto the subway tracks and was electrocuted by the third rail… the health care system failed him and he was stigmatized and labeled a throwaway… I watched him shivering laying on the hospital emergency floor in extreme withdrawals to which he was ignored for hours, as I sat there and cried… my son didn’t have insurance at that time and that invalidated him to compassionate care. 4 times I watched him pick himself up and do the best he could what what our Healthcare System could afford him but quite frankly 3 – 5 days detox and maybe 2 weeks is not enough time for an opiate addiction to even begin to heal… the Healthcare System currently is setting up those struggling with substance abuse disorder to fail and die… it was far too easy to give him the prescriptions to get him hooked then to give him care and get his life back with dignity… George Stankov was  a beautiful son, a hero to his sister, a loved cousin of 7, a valued friend by many and the love of one very special lady who would have married him. We honor you George!! May you fly free for eternity.

To my precious son, Ricky,

I am so proud of you for becoming a Marine because you wanted to. I am so proud of you for going to Afghanistan and fighting for my freedom because you wanted to. I am so saddened to lose you. I will never ever be OK again. I know you were struggling with PTSD and staying numb to deal with that. I am so disappointed that the VA would give you Benzo’s after being released from the VA hospital for alcohol withdrawal. I am so disappointed that your were also able to get hydrocodone and had 2 others with you the night you overdosed and no one called for help. You have a beautiful little girl (Madi) that will never know her daddy. She has a void in her heart and doesn’t even know that yet. Your life was just beginning at age 23 to die. I as your mom have a hole in my heart that will never be filled until we are together again.

I love you Ricky,

Mom

Rest in peace Neil Ross 14/05/1978-28/03/2016.  Forever in our hearts ❤.  I will miss you forever.  You fought so hard and we will miss your beautiful smile.  You had the biggest heart and had time for everyone.  The saddest thing is your beautiful boy Jayden wont grow up knowing you but your family will make sure he knows how much you loved him.  You have never left my mind since that day.

For my beautiful son, Izac who passed away in 2009 aged 20 from accidental prescription drug and alcohol overdose . Love always Mum

Michael Andrew Davies…aka Drew, passed away of a fatal heroin and fentanyl combined overdose on February 18,2016. The most beautiful soul on earth was taken from us because he could not overcome this disease. I love you Drew, you are my best friend and you encourage me through prayer and dreams to stay clean myself. I love you.

I miss my son Bobby so much. He passed away on August 6, 2011 from an accidental prescription drug overdose. He was on pain meds and took other pills with them. He was 28 years old. The loss of Bobby has left a big gapping hole in our family. He had a son who has had to grow up without his father. A sister who misses him and many family and friends. He had such a beautiful heart and smile. I love you Bobby ❤️

In tribute to my son, Charles Michael Hill who died of an accidental overdose on 10/08/15 to fentanyl prescribed by his physician to an addict.   No words other than an awareness that addiction is a disease in the purest form.  If I could offer any advice and reverse anything it would be to show him even more love outwardly instead of shaming him for the disease .  There is such a struggle with knowing the lines of tough love and enabling. I have the love I will always hold in my heart for a young fun loving just turned 21 year old that had struggled with this disease since an injury at 15, a long 6 year battle.  I am blessed with the memories of getting to know him again with 112 days clean that like he said many times Mom you go to rehab and dies high  came all too soon two weeks after getting out.  The struggle is so strong .. he is free to fly high now and leaves a legacy of a good-hearted humble guy that had the looks, brains and nature to charm any mothers heart. Gone too soon but his love will always remain strong  in my heart  my life’s forever changed. I love you my angel son, until we meet again.. forever 21.

I truly admire all that is being done for this day as someone that has struggled with prescription drugs due to an introduction by my wisdom teeth being removed at a young age, sounded like a good idea to me and my friends. Who knew what it could lead to you think we’ll lets just have a good time, let’s have some fun and the feeling stays with you and you chase it and one thing leads to another. I experimented with plenty in my time but this one stuck with me through several of my teenage years. Thankfully I was able to realize in time before I made it to heroin or other like drugs, but I decided and forced myself I was not this person and forced myself into solitary in order to get clean and to focus on my career. I did this know what this can lead to, in my hiatus I had 2 a of my best friends in life overdose on heroin and/opiates and I recognize and understand the struggle. There are few people in the world that can fight these types of impulses and I’m just thankful I was lucky enough to catch it in time. I’m no stranger to loss, my best friend committed suicide by gun in 2008, my best friends that followed we just what I needed to solidify the choice that I made and I just wish that I can help the next person before they get to the point my friends Paul Duarte, who overdosed in a hot dog restaurant in Fall River, Ma; and my other best friend the following year in 2015 Chris Oliveira who over dosed in his apartment, in New Bedford, Ma. All of these events were devasting to me and its taken me many years to come to terms with them but I hope people read this and understand addiction is real. This is not a game especially the younger crowd that can see this and read the signs before it gets to that point and realize there is another way out. Thank you for listening this has been the most I have talked about it in my life and I hope it helps others that may be in the same situation before it gets too far.

I am approaching the first anniversary of my son’s death on 9/2/15. Ironically, I last saw him alive on 8/31/15. He was my first born and my only son. He was 23 years old, and lost his life 15 days before his 24th birthday. I lost his father, my husband, six years prior. I find solace in knowing they are now together. My son, Declan, denied being an addict. He used and abused drugs, sporadically, but was not addicted to anything. His drug of choice was marijuana. He was not known to be an IV drug abuser. He died from a suboxone overdose~provided by an acquaintances brother and prepared for injection by said acquaintance. After using, and being notably significantly altered by those who were with him, they all left and he was told to “go to sleep”. Well, he did . . . and never woke up. My son was attractive, fit, hard working, intelligent, compassionate,loving and had the biggest heart. He would do just about anything, for anybody, just to be helpful and loyal.  This past year has been hell for myself and my family. I expect this week will be particularly difficult. We are doing something to commemorate his life on 9/2/16. I am grateful for finding this site. My intention is to organize an educational event next year, in his memory and honor.  In loving memory of my beautiful boy, Declan Todd Tworek. You live forever, alive in my heart. I miss you terribly~~~

My son Casey passed away 9/17/15, 27, due a fentanyl overdose. Casey was  such a beautiful, caring and thoughtful person, I feel so sad he suffered the life of drug addiction.  My tears are for my son because his life was cut short due to addiction. My heart break is for me, my son, my family and the families affected by the horrific disease of addiction. A promise to my son Casey, (after I give myself some time to wrap my mind around what has happened), I will do something to help the beautiful souls who have fallen into the life of addiction.

A heartbroken mother who loved her son to death.

Casey, I will forever love and miss you, you will remain in my heart forever.

MOM

To my only beloved child, lost to a pure fenanyl overdose on January 8th, 2015 in Boston.  Stephen J. Deagle Jr. Was loving, brilliant, kind, warm and loving.  His loss has affected hundreds but especially me as his mother. The world I worked so hard to create for him, gone in an instant.  His addiction began with prescription drugs to treat pain from impacted wisdom teeth surgery gone wrong. Stephen fought for his life for 14 years, sadly here in the U.S. We are loosing a child to overdose every 4 minutes.  My broken heart cannot recover from the loss of such a beautiful and promising young man.  Forever in our hearts, I Love You Stephen and miss you every second of every day.  All My Love Always, Mom xox

My son, PETER, lost his life to the disease of drugs.    Life, love, energy, body and soul. All this taken away when someone becomes

“possessed” by addiction.  I wish it never happened but it did.  Every day his spirit moves me to try to be happy, not sad. To move forward and do positive things for other people, especially those struggling with drug abuse and addiction.  I still talk with my son every time I am alone or when I look outside at sky, earth and water.   I see the spirit and energy of PETER every day  and everywhere.  I love you Peter.  God bless you !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

It is really tough for a mother who has lost a child to write a tribute. Thinking about losing your first born child brings on a lot of pain and anguish. Loss for me now is everywhere, but I have come to realize so, too, is love. And it is this love I want to remember and write about in my tribute.

My son, Jonathan, sometimes called Johnny by friends and family, in a word, was beautiful- both on the inside and outside. Johnny almost defies description; that is how totally awesome he was. If you met him, even for five minutes, you would never forget him. He was the quintessential extrovert. His friends could always count on him to get the party going. But, Jonathan was also a deep thinker, comfortable with showing his compassionate side, revealing his heart in both his words and actions.

To those of us who knew him, I think we would all agree he will be remembered by three things: his legacy of love, his joy of living, and his never give up attitude. Jonathan was as not afraid of what the world had in store for him. He was my hero.

Jonathan E. Squire, Jr. passed on January 12, 2015 by an accidental opioid overdose. He was 25 years old.

In memory of my precious son Nate White. I love you more every day!!  Mom

My one and only little brother Randy…. He was taken by this awful disease on 05-11-2012 Heroin overdose 24 years old my family never knew he even used getting the call that morning left me in shock I told the paramedic he has the wrong person! No! Not Randy! I was screaming I repeated myself over and over please check the ID on him again! needles!! What are you saying!!?? He was alone in a friends apartment off campus he was suppose to go to a class that morning…..he was to graduate the next month in June it has left my family shattered and constantly looking for answers we will never find, no understanding he was an A+ student at the University of Washington studying psychology he had family in Seattle and Family in California who talked and seen him regularly none of us seen the signs how did we miss this? As his oldest sister my life has been forever changed it breaks my heart every time I read about another’s loved one who’s life has been taken by an overdose I feel and know your pain… Rest in Peace my sweet Brother I love and miss you Randy

too all the addicts in or out of active addiction. be strong n move forward ur never alone dnt forget that!! RIP… Nathan, steady eddy and kristie-emus! ❤️

I lost my only son to addiction May 12, 2016. He was back with his ex wife and four year old daughter after two years apart. He was trying so hard to undo the ravages of this insidious disease. He lost the fight. I miss him so.

This is for one of the most magical person I have met, S.E.P. Thank you for opening up many eyes and being the awesome dude you were. You may be gone, but definitely never forgotten.

My boyfriend Neil passed away on 28/03/2016 from a drug overdose.  He has left his lovely family behind – his mum, nana, brothers, sisters in law, nieces, nephews, cousins and his two children Jayden and Stephanie.  He had turned his life around over the past year and was doing so well but unfortunately the craving was too much.  He is missed so much and there is a big whole in all of our lives now.  Not a day goes by that we don’t think about him.  He will be forever in all of our hearts. Xxxx

My nephew Joseph passed away on 7/5/16 from a heroin overdose in Chicago, IL. He was 27, we miss him and mourn him.

I lost my beautiful son to a heroin overdose on February 4 2016. I was blindsided when I learned of his struggle with addiction in August 2015   He entered rehab for 28 days then was placed in a sober loving house in Philadelphia. Did well for several months worked and attended meetings. On January 31 I sensed something was not right. On February 4 Jake  overdosed on a parking lot by himself and was not discovered until morning. This  is what will haunt me for the rest of my life. Police said there was bad heroin on street that night and there were several overdoses.  Jake was 28. He was a creative gentle soul. Graduated college with a degree in electronics media   Played several instruments  wrote and recorded his own music  he was loved by many.  Now our family struggles with Jake gone    I hope that by speaking out about my story and my struggle with grief that I can help someone else.  I am breaking the silence about this deadly desease !

Six months ago my beautiful youngest son died of an overdose of prescription drugs(dihydrocodiene) Daniel had been at university for only a term and a half, and had started to use drugs as part of university lifestyle.

He had also been taking cocaine, MDMA, and valium- all apparently easily bought on our streets.

We were completely unaware of his drug use, he came home at least once a month and was still the happy healthy boy that we knew.

Daniel was just 20 years old, he had his whole life in front of him, so many things he will never see or do.

Our lives have been shattered,I feel that I went around with my eyes closed as I was so unaware of what lay in wait on the streets of our towns and cities.

I would like to say to other kids out there – if you see someone struggling with drug use, TELL SOMEONE , if only someone had told us we might not be in this never ending nightmare now.

My best friend Mark Lowe died of a heroin overdose on April 4th 2014.

What saddens me more than anything else is the fact that one of the greatest men I ever knew was taken from us in such avoidable circumstances.

I will never forget you mate. In my heart and in my mind every single day. Rest in peace brother.

My brother Tim at 47 committed suicide, we found out after his death that the VA had been prescribing him 300 OxyContin a month!   I believe his death is a result of addiction and an overdose.  I have another brother suffering from addiction.  It’s a brutal disease that so many are effected by but so few understand!   We are forever changed by addiction!

I am posting for both my aunt – Pamela and my cousin (her son) – Brett. Both were diagnosed with Bipolar Disorder and both died of an overdose within 7 months from one another.

Lost my son Brandon to an overdose on May 19, 2016. He was an amazing 29 year old. Loved sports, cooking and was the self proclaimed “best pizza maker of all time”. Brandon battled with addiction for 4 years and unfortunately lost his battle on that Thursday night. Life will never be the same without my son. RIP my boy….

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On March 11, 2016, my son, Thomas died from a drug overdose. He was 22 years old. Thomas was my youngest child and my only son. He loved music of any kind. He struggled with coccaine addiction for about 4 years. Our family went through pure hell in dealing with his addiction. I would gladly do it all over again if it meant that he could come back. People often comment, why didn’t he just stop? We learned through our son’s time in rehab that it’s not that simple. He tried and tried but in the end the addiction was stronger than he was. No one can truly understand the mind of an addict. I just know that walking in my son’s room and finding him dead is something I will never get over.

I lost my sister February 14,2014 overdose she was only 26. Then I lost my husband on July 4,2015 to a herion and meth overdose. I woke up to find him dead. God spared my life for a reason. This has made me a stronger person.

We lost our only son, Jimmy, from a heroine overdose December 26, 2014. He was on his way home from working in Florida to spend Christmas with his son JJ. He overdosed in a  West Palm Beach Airport bathroom stall. We did not know until after my husband went to the airport to pick him up at 10:00pm Christmas Eve. His bag came home but not him. The medics brought him back but he was without oxygen so long that he was basically brain dead. I had to fly by myself Christmas Day to the hospital where he was placed on a ventilator. His heart failed at 4:20am on the 26th and I had to tell the Drs to stop. THE ABSOLUTE WORST THING A MOTHER WOULD HAVE TO DO.

We miss Jimmy so much everyday and some days the hurt is so bad we don’t know how we are going to make it through the day.  But somehow we do. I had a tattoo placed on my wrist that says “Just for Today”. Jimmy no longer has to repeat it, I do.  We keep his memory alive as much as we can for his son who will ask us “can we go visit daddy today, at the cemetery, because I really miss him❤️”? What a way for him to grow up!!  WE LOVE YOU AND MISS YOU SO MUCH JIMMY. Please help others beat this nasty disease and stop other families from going through this terrible heartache!???

April 2, 2016 my son Rob died of an overdose.  He took a lethal dose of pure fentanyl after he bought what he thought was heroin.  He had been clean until his dentist prescribed him Vicodin for pain and although he could have said no, the addiction was to powerful.  That coupled with losing his truck to an accident and what seemed to him to be the beginning of a string of bad luck, he gave in to the addiction.  It’s a horrible beast to fight and  he was in a constant battle but he was winning… Until that last purchase… That last numbing high that he thought he could control … I cannot tell you how much I miss him.  There are no words to describe the pain.  I speak loudly now about the drug prescription abuse doctors just freely prescribe… Never looking at the root cause … It is a sad state of affairs we live in today… They let drug dealers walk free without even a glance toward the people they hurt … I trust in God that Rob is one of his angels now helping those he loved from beyond … I Love you Rob…

This is for my only child , my son Johnny Mac Baum. Herion took his life 3 years ago. He was only 27. Mommy misses you so much son. U we’re the best. I pray the good Lord above does away with all the garbage dealer’s that are out there. Something has to give. PLEASE stop people before death becomes you and or your families.God Bless us all

I lost my son on May 4, 2-16 to an overdose.  He was a shining star in so many lives.  He had 16 months of amazing recovery.  Sadly, after a mental breakdown and no help from his insurance company he relapsed and overdosed in our home.  I hate this disease and hate this epidemic so much.  I miss my son everyday and my heart breaks for all families that are going through this, or that may lose someone they love.  Stop the Stigma, get them the help they need

My dearest dad miss u each and every day got taken from 12 years ago miss u lots not a day goes by at all without a thought of u xxx

I lost my son, Daniel Thompson to a heroin overdose on December 11, 2015. His baby girl turned 1  on December 17,2015. He won’t be here to watch this precious baby grow up. It’s still so hard for me to believe that my baby son is gone.

Tommy McGee, our beautiful son. He was best friend, loyal, kind hearted and loved dearly. We miss you so much, our hearts bleed every day without you.

Paul my son my best pal thinking of you every day  xxxpk7m

Jamie,  You disease of addiction took you from this Earth.  It will never take away my love for you.  I miss you every moment every day.  Rest in peace my sweet baby girl until we are together again.  Love, Mom ♡♡♡

In memory of Joey Dempsey… My brother, a son, uncle, daddy and friend.RIP 4-28-15 Until we meet again…

I dont do it for you but in memory if you #ODAAT 10/16/16 Ily xoxo

Remembering Mark York. You were larger than life.  I hope your kids and family never doubt how much you loved them.  I know nothing else matters to you Brother. I’ll see you again.

This is a tribute to my youngest son, Aldo (AJ), who passed away on July 22, 2013 from an overdose.  He actually overdosed on July 20th, but because he was an organ donor, he was kept on life support for an additional 2 days.  He saved 4 lives by donating 5 organs! (Liver, heart, kidney and pancreas and another man received his other kidney!). We all miss him terribly…definitely a large void in all our hearts these days.  But because we have so many wonderful memories of AJ, and So much love for him, he will live on forever in each of our hearts! Love you forever….

My son Nick battled heroin addiction on and off  for 9 years before dying of an overdose on February 14, 2016. There needs to be greater emphasis placed on affordable long term rehabilitation for our loved ones. Nick was a loving, funny, and talented person. I miss so much.

In memory of my nephew, Ryan. “Tell me, did you make it to the milky way?” Love you forever and ever…you will never be forgotten.

We lost our precious 21-year-old son, friend and brother three years ago to an accidental overdose. There is not a day that goes by that we don’t think of our beautiful Shane Michael Gibson,  with so much love in our hearts but our hearts are truly broken  Shane touched so many people both in his life and in his passing. Now his sister and I,  are holding the first overdose awareness walk in Durango.   With only one week to prepare it is both overwhelming and exciting to bring people together to learn more about overdose and new hope with education and enlightenment   May God always give us strength, faith, hope and love. Deb

Michael was just 17, my baby boy. He was a world class BMX racer and loved by all who knew him. He overdosed on Oxycontin while trying to kick a cocaine habit. Miss him everyday. Mom

A tribute to my loving son Steven Register who decided that fighting his heroin addiction was too great and gave up all hope when he took his life 6 months ago. He is now forever 25 and in Heaven. Your mom, sisters, grandma and other family loved you more than you could have ever known. You were the greatest son I could have ever been given full of undeveloped potential. I love you with an everlasting love, only our Father in Heaven loves you more than I do. I miss you and have cried every day since you left this old world. I am sending a hug, a great big huge hug like you taught me to you today. My life will never be the same without you. I have begun painting and I call my it “Art inspired by Steven”. You were so talented in so many ways, I am so sorry life here was so hard for you. Love you forever, I can’t wait to see you again one day! Love, your Mom

My Lil Brother Roger was lost

To heroin on this date ! I’ve never been the same ! My heart was broken into a thousand pieces ! Pleased pray for them !

I lost my brother to a drug overdose on 4/10/16 and life has not been the same since. We miss him terribly.  This is such a tragic & awful way to die.  His addiction started years ago and developed from the use of opioid pain killers from chronic foot pain.  He is no longer suffering from his pain and his addiction however he was only 40 years old and did not at all deserve to die so young.  I miss him every day of my life.

My Sons have battled with Heroin for many years I lost my middle son AJ Peters to a meth/ heroin combo overdose January 7 2015 he was the kindest person his life here was cut short. His older Brother still battles the Heroin. I struggle through life without my sweet AJ here. My heart and soul yearn for him. There aren’t words to describe life after loosing your child to an overdose. Fly high my sweet Angel AJ LOVE MOM

I lost my brother to an overdose of heroin on February 20,2016. He was a brilliant and very successful 45 year old man. He had held a job with the State of South Carolina for more than 20 years as a meteorologist.  His death did not have to happen.  Help is available. He just did not reach out for it. I, myself, am a recovering addict and have been for 11 years so I know first hand what the disease of addiction is like.  He was playing with fire that night and why he did not pick up the phone and call me is beyond my comprehension. He always called me when he felt himself heading for trouble.  I am torn to pieces over his death and want to help raise the public’s awareness of overdoses. I never, ever thought it would happen to someone that I loved. It has hit me like a ton of bricks, and I will never get over his death.

Your life cut short at 19, one day before your 20th birthday by a fentanyl overdose.  You had no knowledge that it was fentanyl,  you didnt plan to leave us.  You were trying to finish school, stay sober, and makae better choices. You had lost soul tatooed on your knuckles.. my angel, my son.  You are lost no more.

Jeffrey Filteau 10/31/1995-10/30/2015

In loving remembrance of my son, Tobin Nash Nelson Nichols, 07/30/1979 – 02/13/2011.  You are in my heart daily and always.  I love you.

I love and miss you so very much Mallory. I will be with you again someday. ❤️?

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?????

we are all,friends and family , sadly grieving about 29 y.o. ROMAN BAYTALSKY,who overdosed himself on August, 4,2016 in Florida.,even after prolonged rehabilitation in Israel about 11 months, and staying in soberhouse living for about 3 months.

RIP,dear Roman

You will be missed always.

In memory of Austin Calhoun, Allison Edwards, and Nikki Jones, who all died from heroin overdoses, and to my old friends, Jimmy Williams and Jabbo Morfeu from Tennessee, who died from cocaine overdoses years ago.  Also, to my old friends, Joey Teel, who died in a car wreck as a result of drugs, and Gordon Luthi, who took his own life due to his drug addiction.  May you all rest in peace.  You are not forgotten.  Also, a second tribute from me to my son, Nick Altman, who died from a heroin overdose on November 17, 2015.  I love you my son, and will always keep you in my heart.  Life for us all is just not the same.  Love always, Mom

My beautiful daughter Harmont Amour passed on January 18, 2016 of heroin and amphetamine overdose at 34 years young.  She left four children ages 16, 3,2 and 1.  She was a loving, kind hearted, fun loving girl with a big smile and contagious laugh.  I miss her beyond comprehension.  I’m raising my 16 year old granddaughter who cries for her mom.  Together we grieve her, honor her and love her.  Rest in peace my beautiful baby girl.

My precious son Jeffrey Lee-Linton Kern lost his battle with Heroin on July 6  in the early hours of the morning as we slept. Too painful to describe.

To my son Benjamin Michael Fisher.  I am so sorry you died alone that night.  I have the blanket you died on.  I sleep with it.  It was the piece of home you took with you when you left after rehab.  I failed you as a mother.  I will never forgive myself.  The research I have done since your death,  I should have done when you we’re alive.  I sit here and wonder did you know how much I love you when you died?  Or did you feel alone and unloved?  I can’t feel you around me.  I find feathers and pennies and convince myself you are saying hello.  I will never be the same without you.  You are my son , my little boy… A man who never could see just how wonderful and perfect you we’re.  I have now educated myself about the torture of every day living you suffered.  I’m sorry.  I’ll love you for always.

In memory of my forever 32 son, Timothy Toman who passed from accidental OD of the evening of 6/21/2016 You are missed by all…??mom

Always & forever remembering my awesome daughter Ericka Joeann Griffin. 25 yrs young, ended her struggle in 2012, with a speedball. She was wonderful & I will always be encouraged by her kind nature & love for all. ♡}¡{♡kk3f

Joshua was an amazing guy he would give the shirt off his back if he cared for you. We all miss Josh more than anything and it breaks our heart he cannot be here because of this disease. In remembrance of Josh we have started a Recocery Resource Community in his name to help prevent anyone else from dealing with the pain his family and friends have delt with. Joshua Lacasse you are always in our hearts and on our minds we will never forget the man you always were, and we will always miss you dearly. We love you Hun hope you are flying high with the angels up in heaven. Xoxoxoxox

I took guardianship of Ryder December 22.both of his parents were addicts.in 5 months,mom: detox 2 X’s rehab 2x’s sober living overdose and sober living. His father,sober 10 months car job circles by family and friends meeting 6 days a week.weekly visits with Ryder.My complete hope! He hooked back up with Ryder’s mom,3 weeks stoled money from grandparents on the run 1 overdose kept running out of shame,final overdose May 29. I was devastated.this was temporary.a couple months.ryders family doesn’t want him.i get no funding because I’m not family.struggling in so many ways.his family doesn’t help,has offered but not seeing what my needs are. I won’t ask.i made a promise to Ryder’s dad. I am angry and scared,a single mom but I understand. My son is 8,he has no father. Ryder is left alone.he’ll be more scared.Maybe we were meant to be together.Maybe love will be enough.i wish it was enough for Ryder’s dad.but addiction took over.i don’t blame the drugs,not one of the four that took him.i just miss him so much. I just try to understand.I won’t talk about his weaknesses or question why.i will remember how beautiful he looked holding his son in his arms.No drug addiction or body bag will take that from me. R.j.Parker died May 29, his son is survived and loved by me,not family nor friend just me,momma linda

My Best High School Friend Michael Whitcomb Heroin OD 2014. He just got out of a treatment center and was going to move in with me in a sober transition home. Went back out the night before he moved in and over dosed in a garage all by himself. I miss him, he’s been a huge part of my almost 4 years sobriety.

Miss and Love you Brother

The love of my life passed seven years ago when my daughter was four.  Answers aren’t there,  closure no where in sight. It’s hard to understand. I love and miss him so much.  My daughter is having a hard time remembering him.  I have a few videos and pics 1000th ankle goodness.

My son died at 23 years old of an overdose. His name was Kenny. He was my best friend and he lit up every room he entered. My life has changed so very much as did his brothers who looked up to him and adored him. Kenny was special and had so much to offer this world. I would like to wear silver in honor of his light that burned out on 4-23-11.

Our wonderful son, Adam, lost his life to a heroin overdose in 2012 at 22 years old. Our hearts are broken and there is not a day that goes by that we don’t think about Adam. His brother is suffering daily, losing his only sibling. He was such a positive light in all of our lives. He was so funny and everyone loved being around him. He hated heroin and wanted to stop, but the craving was just too strong. After 150 days of not using heroin-he lost his battle. Life will never be the same. Forever Young-Forever in our Hearts!

Russell,

We all miss you terribly.  You have left a hole in our hearts.

Your mother aches for you as does your sister.

I sit back and watch the quake of devistation left in your untimely exit.

Watch over your mom and sister and touch their hearts when you can…whisper that your still with them in their dreams and forever their hearts…I love you

Remembering Trevor, Danny,  Christina and Josh. Just to name a few. #neveralone

I am remembering Kelly Best, my daughter’s best friend,  who died from a fentanyl overdose January 3, 2015 at the age of 19.  I am also thinking about his brother Kayle who is battling addiction.

Every day I wake up and remember that you’re gone, but I won’t let this heartache consume me. You taught me that family will always be there to catch me when I fall, and you were right. Your memory is alive in our hearts and we will carry you with us everywhere we go. Michael, I will miss your smile, your sincerity, and your kindness today and every day until we are together again in heaven. Love, Mo

My sweet nephew.  Where to begin,  I do not know, but how I feel,  I sure do know.   Every waking hour to every single day, my heart  holds onto the handprint  you imprinted in my heart.  Your beatiful smile,  your loving hugs,  your warm heart, kissing your cheek, that is what I hold inside my heart.  I love you,  I miss you, I will never forget you.   Until we hug, smile and kiss on the cheek once again,   “Fly high my sweet Angel, for you are forever in my heart.”

My sweet sister Donna miss you everyday

Prince ~ forever in my life ?

My only son Derek lost his fight to his addiction to herion. He struggled for at least six years on and off. In and out of rehab. He was clean for about two months. One dose of what he thought was herion…it had fentanyl mixed in the herion. One does was all it took to take our sweet loving son and brother away.  He was found in a parking lot on a rainy October night. He was 23 years young. So young for an addiction of a horrible drug. We miss him deeply. But his struggles with addiction are over. He is at peace. Mom, dad, sister, and an abundance of extended family miss you and your smiles. Godspeed. Love your new journey.  June 17 1992 – October 3 2015 ???

Please look at the signs in the beginning, dont pretend it is not there! Get them in Rehabilitation as quick as you can ! When they come home dont think it’s all over. we pray that they will be strong!!   Try to get a overdose kit with them , this is a monster taking over our children and loved ones!! My son had so much to live for , home just one week to the day!! Left three beautiful children fatherless,  and his wife fighting for her life every day !!

Miss each and everyday dad

My beautiful daughter lost her life at the age of 19 – laying alone in her car. She thought she could sleep it off. She didn’t want to die.She tried over and over to get healthy – and felt like a failure with every relapse. Brooke was a fighter. She is my hero. I miss her every single day, more and more it seems.  We need to educate our children at a young age! The stigma that surrounds an addict is killing them! Addiction is Real. It doesn’t discriminate. The moment you think it cant happen to you, or yours — think again.  In memory of my daughter – Brooke Erin Simmers —

And then, it happens. One of those unimaginable things happens. And, it happens to you  ! For me, that unimaginable thing came to me through a phone call. It was a Saturday afternoon on July 25th 2015. It was my daughters voice. She told me that her brother my son had died. And then, she told him that it was a heroin overdose.

I lost my only son . I am devastated beyond belief !

Anyone who ever met my son Patrick was taken instantly by his heartfelt smile and quick sense of humor. Patrick was kind and he loved his family. He brought life everywhere he went. Patrick made a lot of good choices in life, and he made some very bad ones as well. A day came that Patrick was introduced to a very dark path which brings us to where we are today. Patrick struggled for years against and with his addiction . Countless times through clear eyes he wanted to so desperately stop, but the strength of the addiction like for most, was too big of a burden to bare, and on July 25, 2015 the addiction defeated Patrick in a most devastating way. Know for the rest of my life is just this is just unimaginable, unbelievable,unbearable.

Patrick was my son but most importantly he was my friend. Please treat all your family members with respect! Patrick only wanted respect he had enough shame to deal with.

miss you Buddy

love Mom

Please keep the fight going ! Don’t be ashamed to ask for help ! It’s to late for my son !! But it’s not to late to get help scream  for  help. our children deserve better.

My dear sweet friends…all gone too soon…Frank, Nadine, Louise and my sweet Mother in Law Bernie…life would be better if you were all still here….all addicted…all seeking help…all never complying with the program…all defiant…i stand here with almost 6 years plus clean and sober and i can tell you this…life in recovery is better then life in the dirt…rest in peace.

In loving memory of my nephew, Kristopher David Farmer. You will be forever loved and missed.

To my mommy, I’ll never be able to understand but I have learned to accept. I miss you. Ill love you forever. To my cousin Corey I thought I could save you, you showed me there’s no saving anyone but yourself I’ll never forget the times we shared or the lessons learned I love you. To a aunt another cousin and many friends heroin has taken all these lives from my children my family and myself.. END ADDICTION ???

Shane Michael Gibson, 21 years young.  Our wonderful son, brother and friend.  Not a day goes by that we don’t miss your handsome face, infectious smile, warm and caring heart.  Your passing was not in vein as you have touched so many lives and taught so many.  May we continue to honor you by bringing awareness to the struggle of addiction and overdose, but also the possible prevention.  We love you and miss you more than words could ever express.  LOVE, faith and strength.

Corey will always be remembered as the nicest most caring guy. He had a way of showing everyone what is important in life. His smile and good will to others was just amazing. Sometimes when I think of him I wonder how things like this could happened to such good hearted poeple, but I guess that just shows that it could happen to any addict who is still active in their addiction. One relapse and it could be over. I will miss you corey and I know there are MENY others that will too…

We lost our son, Mark, 3 years ago yesterday.  This has been the roughest year yet. Not sure why.  Mark loved life. When he met people for the first time his smile and jovial attitude charmed everyone. He loved to see the people he loved to be happy.  He loved adventure.  When his dear fried died of an overdose, he helped to organize a huge memorial in the park for him.  Then Mark passed away 3 months later from an overdose, after being clean for 2 years.  He was to be engaged the day he died.  We will never forget his love for his family and how hard he fought his addiction.  We are so proud of the strength he had to fight.

For my love Steve who passed away in April. Hoping he is finally at peace.

My beloved Patrick,

And then, it happens. One of those unimaginable things happens. And, it happens to you  ! For me, that unimaginable thing came to me through a phone call. It was a Saturday afternoon on July 25th 2015. It was my daughters voice. She told me that her brother my son had died. And then, she told him that it was a heroin overdose.

I lost my only son . I am devastated beyond belief !

Anyone who ever met my son Patrick was taken instantly by his heartfelt smile and quick sense of humor. Patrick was kind and he loved his family. He brought life everywhere he went. Patrick made a lot of good choices in life, and he made some very bad ones as well. A day came that Patrick was introduced to a very dark path which brings us to where we are today. Patrick struggled for years against and with his addiction . Countless times through clear eyes he wanted to so desperately stop, but the strength of the addiction like for most, was too big of a burden to bare, and on July 25, 2015 the addiction defeated Patrick in a most devastating way. Know for the rest of my life is just unimaginable, unbelievable,unbearable.

Patrick was my son but most importantly he was my friend. Please treat all your family members with respect! Patrick only wanted respect he had enough same. I miss you Buffy, love Mom

Please keep the fight going ! Don’t be ashamed to ask for help ! It’s to late for my son !! But it’s not to late to get help scream  for  help. our children deserve better.

Daniel (Danny) Schulz, 25

By Rick and Petra Schulz, with excerpt of the Lives Lived Column published the Globe and Mail on July 3, 2014.

Chef, musician, friend, lover of great food and wine. Born on Jan. 13, 1989, in Edmonton; died on April 30, 2014, in Edmonton, after suffering a relapse on the road to recovery from addiction, aged 25.

Danny Schulz was born on a cold winter day, one that did not foretell the warmth that he would bring to all who knew him. As the youngest of three children, he had to learn to make his place in the family. His parents first got the idea that he was a bit different when, asked what he would like for his third birthday, he replied, “A cactus.” Danny’s big heart made him sensitive, both to people and to the world around him. It was this sensitivity that made him so creative. He learned to play guitar, both acoustic and electric, and drums; to write lyrics; and later, much to the surprise of his family, to sing beautifully. He often provided vocals in jam sessions with his friends, one of his favourite pastimes.

While in high school in Edmonton, he came out. Of course, his brothers and friends knew long before his parents were told. But even with an accepting family, being gay means facing adversity. Around the same time, Danny discovered a passion for cooking and began working in restaurants. He was inspired and encouraged by the talented chefs with whom he worked, and in 2011 graduated with a diploma in culinary arts from the Art Institute of Vancouver. Danny had an uncanny ability to come into a kitchen, take whatever was in the fridge, and make a superb, original, tasty meal – although leftovers were guaranteed, as he could only cook in restaurant quantities.

Danny struggled with anxiety and depression, but his parents only three years before his death about his addiction to opiates. Although unwarranted, the guilt he felt about hurting his family and friends was in conflict with his good nature and compassion for others. He sought and received counselling and support at many levels, especially from his family. He worked hard to sort out his life and made many very positive inroads, at times two steps forward, at others one step back. In the months before his death, Danny worked full time at one of the best restaurants in Edmonton, re-established close ties with his supportive friends; and moved into his own apartment.

Danny was in recovery but relapsed just when the highly toxic Fentanyl was appearing on the street scene. He bought one more pill, not know that it was Fentanyl, and did not stand a chance. He did not want to leave any of us, nor did he want to hurt anyone.

Danny died because he and his family did not know or have access to harm reduction measure and to evidence based treatment that could have kept him alive.

In loving memory of my sons, Rian Collier Leinweber and Tyler Cameron Leinweber. Two remarkable men that lost their lives due to drug overdose.

We miss you more than words can say.

We will fight this war on drugs in rememberance of you.

With love, Mom and family.

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.

María Silvia Vargas Espinoza

Roberto Fernandez Flores

I pray for my daughter Nicole Rene Shelley Dob 12 25 93…5  overdoses from heroin

We lost our beautiful son 2 years and 7 months ago to an opioid overdose. Jordan McBain Miller was 25 years old with a whole life ahead of him. Until there wasn’t. Our lives have changed forever. Our grief is our new normal.  I fight every day for drug policy reform and harm reduction. Jordan, we will always love you. We miss you so so much.

May they all rest in peace in the arms of our Lord. God bless all of us here on earth.

Jan 3rd 2015. My heart will never be the same. Miss you to the moon and back Kelly boy. Love you more. Forever your momma. Forever my son. 19 yrs young.

Mom

To my daughter Nicole,

Living without you is hell on earth, I miss you with every cell in my body.  I’ve been angry, lost, heartbroken since you left….I’m sorry that I couldn’t save you, I know you tried.  Every day that passes is a day closer to being with you.  I miss you, I miss your laugh, I miss your face and your voice….I miss it all.  Love you always, Mom

Lost our daughter to heroin overdose. Rebekah Hope Griffin 3/31/82- 4/1/2016. She is missed intensely

Godspeed to my only son. Take on heavens treasures. Gone too soon. Not forgotten. Forever young. Mom, dad, and sister miss you badly.

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

Lost One of my best friends 13th April 2016. Breaks my heart, no amount of help was ever enough.. she is missed everyday xx RIP beautiful Girl

I lost my dad Saturday May 21,2016 due to an overdose he was only 32 and I’m 13. Not a day goes by that I don’t think about him. He tried so many times to beat his battle he went to so many rehabs and meetings but the addiction still had a very strong hold on him. I miss him more than anything but I know he is watching over me and is no longer in pain.   Forever in our hearts cole??❤️    – your daughte Lexi

Please look at the signs in the beginning, dont pretend it is not there! Get them in Rehabilitation as quick as you can ! When they come home dont think it’s all over. we pray that they will be strong!!   Try to get a overdose kit with them , this is a monster taking over our children and loved ones!! My son had so much to live for , home just one week to the day!! Left three beautiful children fatherless,  and his wife fighting for her life every day !!

In memory of my brother Rick Wiser who was injected with heroin and then left for dead. 3 years ago at this exact moment he was having drinks with some friends that led to using heroin for the first and last time. RIP Rick I love and miss you so much.

We lost our son Tony to a heroin overdose. We are forever changed and damaged. If only we could have saved this loving, kind and special boy~

To the woman gave me life, but whose addiction pushed me away and made me resent her. I’m not happy you’re gone, but I’m glad that you no longer have to suffer under the judgmental eye of so many people. I was ashamed of you after I saw you for what you were, but I appreciate you more now that you’re no longer here. I now know more about you than ever before and I wish I was able to call on you for whatever like I used to. I’m not sure if you chose to go or if God decided to take you, but we all love you and can’t wait to see you again.

Love, your little girl

I lost my brother November 25th 2015. When he left a piece of me left with him. I now have an angel who helps me stay sober everyday. Bret was an amazing guy with a huge hard and a bad addiction. I love you Bret with all my heart. You will be forever missed and always in my heart. Xoxo Till we meet again.

I lost my 22 year old daughter  on Aug23 2014. I love you Ali Kat,  and miss you so much. We miss your funny and loving ways. You are our precious angel  in heaven and will be foever in our hearts. Please watch over those still fighting the battle,  that they may find the strength to beat this.  RIP, my angel,forever loved!

My son lost his battle with drugs and alcohol March 28, 2016!

This is very hard to even except still in my brain .My son died of a overdose on Oct  12 2015 25 years old  .He struggled with his disease for 5 years .I found him 6 times did cpr  and brought him back with my husbands help on 2 of them also  with the help of EMTS and police .I always heard him fall on the floor  in our house  or a big bang  so I would run to his room .In and out of rehabs for 5 years .He finally was clean for a year and 6 mouths.We were so proud of him I thought our life would slowly get back to normal. We didn’t know what was normal anymore. When he ran into a old friend that he grew up with as a child.This so called FRIEND  offed my son his demon of choice which was heroin. I found him on October 12 2015  on him bed dead from his 7th overdose.I didn’t here him hit the floor this time .I threw him on the floor and began CPR nothing was working  then I called 911 and that was it he was gone they tried for so long to bring him back my beautiful son. He had a heart of gold he was a thoughtful child everyone loved my Russell He was a functioning addict.He never stole a thing from anyone .He always worked and had money to pay for thing on his own .He just didn’t want to better himself I think he thought he couldn’t.This is what the drugs do.Now for another part to add.My beautiful daughter Bonnie had a pain pill addiction .For years on and off from 3 accidents. Pain management Doctors get your children addicted .  But my husband and I never even new she was hiding it so much from us .We know she wasn’t handling her brothers death good at all .She had a Beautiful baby boy Conor he is the joy of our life born  on Sept 18 2015 He was born drug free .We had no idea she was taking all theses pill for back pain  .Her brother Russell only had a life with his nephew for 3 weeks .Well I found my daughter Bonnie  who lived with her baby and her boyfriend in their apartment dead of a overdose which she said she would never do heroin because it killed her brother  on March 8th  2016  she was 29 .My sons death and my daughters. I will never ever get over this. They were the love of my life my children new this it didn’t matter because of their addiction .Please parents don’t think your kids are telling you everything.If you suspect something go with your instincts .  My daughters death is still under investigation.We feel someone came and left her like this .  I needed to tell my stories  for others .Watch your children be aware .If I can save anyone else life .For my loving memories of my Bonnie and Russell my soul is so lost without you two.My heart will never mend.I miss you two with all of me love Mamma girl  .

Not a day goes by that i don’t think of my only daughter Renetta Marie Marcum aka Tazera Marie 11-25-86 to 07-12-15. I miss her more everyday! I pray that the dope dealer who sold her that trash Burns In Hell!

I lost the father of my 2 boys to overdose. There is not a day that passes that we don’t miss him and think of him. Gone too soon.

This tribute is in remembrance of my beautiful son Gregory who passed away on October 5th 2014 at age 23. He was the most amazing man and loved his family as much as we all loved him. He is terribly missed by both me and his dad, his three sisters and brother and many nieces and nephews who he loved so much. We will never forget you Gregory. Our lives will never be the same without you. We think of you everyday. He fought this terribly disease with all he had and with our support, but after 15 months clean it took my baby and changed our lives forever. My heart will forever be broken.  Love, your Mom

I lost the love of my life on April 17, 2 days before his 29th birthday. The day I met him my life changed. He had the best personality, the best laugh, and made everyone feel like his friend. He showed me what true love is and how great life could be. My heart hurts every day without him.

Rene April 19, 1988 – April 17, 2016

I lost my son Jacob almost a year ago and I cry everyday. Not a second goes by without me thinking of him. When he passed away, it was kind of hard saying why…but then I felt no shame and thought everybody needed to know. He just started using a few months! He hadn’t sold everything, stole anything, he was working…it just happened so damn fast! Please talk to somebody!

Our amazing and beautiful Sam lost his struggle with addiction and other demons of depression and things we couldn’t understand on June 13, 2016. It forever changed and destroyed our lives. Why didn’t we get the rings and jewelry we got after his death while he was still alive? Why couldn’t our love save him? So many unanswered questions and so much guilt… We only hope he is finally free from the pain and the shame and the day to day struggle…we love you with all our hearts….

I will always miss my cousin Peter. I’ll remember him laughing, fishing, and living everyday to its fullest. I loved him, looked up to him and always will. I hope to live in a world one day where overdose deaths are not a common occurrence.

I am participating in International Overdose Awareness Day in remembrance of my son, Justin Bourdon. Justin was a kind, compassionate man who deeply loved his family. He lost his battle with the disease of substance abuse on February 17, 2009 at the age of 33. Justin, mom loves and misses you deeply.

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.

The day you left our life ended, not just yours. The kids learned a whole new pain, the loss of their childhood hopes and dreams with you, as well as mine. Out of nowhere, our life was just over. We’re trying to rebuild. We miss you every step. The people we are to become will be so much stronger for the experience. We are forever grateful for your love. Fly high above and keep watch for us. Protect our babies from this sad epidemic. Our love to you forever daddy ?

This tribute is for my beautiful son/angel, Jeff, who lost his battle with addiction on 4-29-15. He was such a kind, talented, artistic soul. A smile and bright blue eyes that could light up a room. Rest peacefully in paradise, baby. No more suffering. Miss you so with a shattered heart. Till we meet again. Love, Mom

I’ve lost way too many to mention everyone. The one that has hurt & effected me the most is the father of my child. His death changed my life forever. March 15,2004. RIP Tony Cline

This is for my beautiful daughter Amanda. She lost her battle July 22, 2015, after being clean and sober for more than 6 months. We are all so proud of her, but the struggle of addiction is a life long battle. She was a beautiful spirit who left her mark on this world. I am very Blessed and Honored to have been her mother. I know she is with me wherever I go, but until we are united together again, my heart has a hole that will never be filled. My love for you is ever lasting Amanda! Today, Tomorrow, and Forever……Mom

For my son Anthony.   Overdosed this past Saturday.  He is in ICU now.  Breathing tube has just been removed.  Also, in living memory of Prince Rogers Nelson.

December 5th 2015 I lost my son to an overdose. Please don’t use drugs. It is devastating to people who love you.

We lost Miranda Lynn (24) on 11-27-2015.  She was a beautiful, brilliant, fun loving, talented young woman with a bright future ahead of her until she was caught in the grasp of this horrible disease.  She left behind a mother, father, brother and numerous cousins, aunts and uncles that all love and miss her dearly.  She fought a tough battle for just under three years and wanted so much to put it behind her.  She helped countless others maintain there sobriety, but for some reason she never asked for help when she was struggling.   The tributes that were posted on Facebook by her friends both inside and outside of the recovery community exemplified how many people she touched during the short time that she was with us.  Some sense of comfort comes knowing that she is finally at peace.  She will be forever missed.

Love Daddy.

I am Stephanie eranio’s mom. Steph died on Sunday November 9,2014. I still get messages from many who are in recovery and they say Steph was instrumental in their recovery . From my heart “thank you for trying my beautiful girl”

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.

This is for my lil sis Bridgett Gable Nichols (32) who we lost December 6 2014. She left behind 2children and I know she is my angel that is helping me stay clean so I won’t end up leaving my kids as well. I will always be there for them as if they were mine. I’m so sorry your addiction won in the end an now we no longer have you here with us. I promise to always stay clean an sober for you sis…this is for you. Thank you God for my clean life an my family…I just wish she could have done the same thing an got and stayed clean. Until we meet again lil sis XOXO.

Overdose took my first born. Scotty B. Always loved, always remembered. We started a not for profit S.O.A.R.S. here in Rochester New York. Substance Overdose Awareness Services.  To raise awareness. On August 31, we are holding our 1st annual Scotty B Overdose Awareness Day.  Bring a hat in remembrance of your loved one. Also, Always in our hearts grief group for people that have lost loved ones to overdose.

Monroe County is # 4 in New York out of 62 counties for Overdose deaths. TIME FOR ALL TO COME TOGETHER TO HELP STOP OVERDOSE DEATHS.

My baby brother, Brock Steven Bachmann, lost his battle to addiction April 27, 2016. He was just 26 years old. My mom, dad, sister, and I are heartbroken, along with his daughter who is 4 years old. Brock, we miss you and love you so much. To the moon and back ❤️ We will be your voice and raise awareness until we meet again. #teambrock #forever3

My son lost his best friend to a drug overdose. He left a handsome little son behind. His son has that same smile his daddy had no matter how bad of a day he was having he could make anybody smile . He is miss by his family so much. His mom n brother r raising his wonderful son. I know that he will be just like his daddy

MY SON DANNY PAST AWAY OCT.26,2014. I KNEW HE WAS SICK BUT DIDNT KNOW HOW TO HELP HIM. HE WAS A VERY GOOD SINGER EVEN HAD A CD OUT. HIS ON YOUTUBE TOO. HE WAS SO EXCITED FOR THE UP COMING BIRTH OF A GIRL…HE HAS TWO SONGS. HE WAS MY OLDEST AND MY HEART IS BROKEN. I MISS HIM SO MUCH..DANNY I LOVE YOU AND IM SORRY I DIDNT KNOW HOW TO HELP YOU. MOM

MJ <3 you will always be remembered in my heart and the hearts of the many others you touched. I will forever miss you infectious bubbly laugh…………………

My friend Florance was one of a small handfull of people I know that have lost their life to addiction. Even though I didn’t know her too well, there was a spark of friendship that happened pretty much the moment we met and everytime we’d chat it was as if we had been chatting forever. She was so excited for me to pick up my 1 year medallion and keytag and to hear My Story. It was like I had inspired her just by simply approaching my 1 year Milestone. Since she’s been gone though there’s been an uneasy stillness in the air. I’ve been waiting for a text or even something on social media to happen from her.

Traditionally now I take a photo of a sunset either every evening or every other evening and post it to her wall with the caption ‘…and the sun will set for you’ and add a music note and broken heart emoji. It’s lyrics that come from what I feel is a more upbeat and positive song by Linklin’ Park. Something I feel like I kinda need to keep going on social media just so people know she’s with us. Pick up that phone even if you feel like it weights 1,000lbs, and reach out to someone, anyone. Because you never know.

To all who have fought the battle and won the war and to all who have fought the battle and lost RIP

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

In memory of my son, Nicholas A. Fridd, who passed away of an accidental heroin overdose on May, 18, 2014.  Nick battled an addiction to prescription pain pills, which later lead to using heroin.  My hope is that bringing awareness and reducing stigma associated with Substance Use Disorder will help others who are struggling and help in the areas of prevention and recovery. There is HOPE and HELP out there; never give up fighting for your life.  I love you Nicholas.  ~ Mom

On January 15th of this year I lost my daughter Christine Erbe to an overdose. She was 21 years old. When thinking she got heroin, she got fentanyl instead. She was 30 days clean when this happened. She never showed any signs of addiction. She never looked any different than she did any other day. She was healthy, full of life, and always happy. No one ever suspected that she would have a drug addiction like this. I am living every day for her now. I keep her memory alive through car decals, memory bracelets, t-shirts and now an event on August 31st to remember her. She was my only child. I live my life for her. Now I live it without her, but for her in so many other ways.

My son, Kyle E. Richards, began to experience back pain while he was in high school.  He sought help through his primary care doctor, through chiropractors, acupuncturists, had spinal injections, went to pain management and all types of therapy.  He tried it all with very little relief and became addicted to opioids when they were prescribed to him by his orthopedic doctor.  When using them he was able to “function”… to go to school, to work a job… he felt like a new person.  Yes he did… and it didn’t take long before he became addicted to these very potent pills. After just a little while on them he wasn’t getting the same relief that he did in the beginning and his dosage was increased and increased and the monthly supply given to him seemed to be running out before the 30 days  prescribed.  After being on these OXYS  for over a year his doctor explained to him that he was afraid that he was addicted but by then it was too late.  When the doctor started cutting back on the amount he was giving him…there was only one way to solve the problem (in Kyle’s mind) and that was to start buying extra on the street. Thirty bucks a day, Sixty bucks a day…(and I’m sure in the end it was far more than that.)   All the money he made, all the guitars and basses and amps and speakers and electrical equipment and computers … gone.  Soon after money started disappearing, jewelry began missing, household items began missing… was that my son?  Absolutely NOT.   Was it his addiction???   Absolutely YES!!!   Kyle was the love of my life. Never in his 26 years did I ever hear one … not one… thing bad about him.  Everyone loved him …every parent of every friend he ever had (and he had so many)…. loved him. Anyone who met him no matter where he went loved him.  He was a very special beautiful soul.  Played and wrote is own music, skateboarded while playing his uke down the beachfront.  Loved and worked with injured wildlife… had such respect for all living beings and creatures.  He knew he had a problem and never once did I have to have him picked up or put into treatment.  I remember the first time he called down to me from the top of the stairs and with tears in his eyes he asked me if I could bring him to a rehab that afternoon.   He had set it all up by himself and knew he had to go.  He knew what demons he was fighting.  I knew about the pills but never, ever did I have a clue that he had begun using heroin. Why?  Because it was so cheap… Because he could find it on every corner of our town. We cried together and we drove together to the first of several treatment centers  he would sign himself into. Most were the 3 – 5 day spin dries.  They don’t work.. He spent almost 6 months at the final one he went to and when he came home I just KNEW that there were great changes in him.  He was back to his old self…eating,  playing and writing music, going back to work, spending more time with family and friends, attending NA meetings… all the positive signs were there.  Two months later I found him laying lifeless in his room on the floor… needle in his foot.  No amount of Narcan could save him.  Cause of death… Heroin/Fentanyl overdose.  From that evening… that moment… I knew what my new lifelong purpose for living would be…. to educate the public, to go into the schools, to help those who are struggling and those who have loved ones who are struggling and trying to deal.   I miss my Kyle.   My beautiful son.   Born on December 16, 1988…. Moved to Heaven on January 9, 2016. Can’t wait to see you again my love…

Rickie Jolene Morgan.  My daughter was addicted to heroin.  It led her to a place where she was murderd on 7/16/16. RIP This has got to stop before another child is lost

For my son Bobby who survived an overdose and currently in recovery.

“I wish Bobby continued success in his recovery.  I miss him terribly as he is 1000 miles away in another State.

I believe that august 25, 2015 is the worst day of my life. I got a call that my 23 year old had passed away.  It took 6 months  it find out what had happened to her. She left behind a beautiful  little girl. On January 12 2016 the corner office said that she she had Xanax and methadone in her system.  My child didn’t use drugs??? Looking at the report she was injected these drugs. Not enough proof is what the detectives told me to have anybody arrested.  If these  dr and methadone Clinic would be shut  down,  we might still have our children, mother’s,  father’s  or even a love one.  So everyone needs to be aware  of what we have in our cabinets ect.

Thanks for listening to part of my story!

Remembering my brother Tommy Gilgen.  It’s been a long time and I still think of him everyday. Be battled addiction since his teenage years his drug of choice was pills and as soon as he touched heroin he was dead in a matter of weeks   This has since grown into a worse problem since my brother passed. You hear a of Overdoses all the time.  Only through Gods intercession and pure fight can it be overcome

God bless you my dear brother. You always remain in my heart?

My cousin Peter lost his battle to opiate addiction a few summers ago. We were a year apart in age and raised as siblings during summers on Cape Cod. Somewhere along the way, Peter took a different path. The smiling, curious young man I grew up with was overshadowed by a demon. His loving parents, my aunt and uncle, struggled to help him find his happiness again. To help him find the person who loved the ocean and knew everything about it’s inhabitants. Opiate addiction has not only taken my cousin Peter, but also my first real love. My boyfriend Erik succumbed to the disease not long afterwards. I think of them everyday, and wish that I had the strength to help them, to take their pain away. I wish they are both able to find the peace now that they fought for in life. Love always, Allegra.

Our darling boy, Tommy-Vincent Foley aged 31yrs.  Lost to heroin 18/04/2014.  We lost part of ourselves many years before he went to heaven.  Not my son, surely…. but yes, my son.   The incredulity of it all is amazing.  How could this be true?  I love you my beloved son. xxx

Ian…gone but not forgotten…❤️❤️❤️

My Son Joseph lost his battle with heroin on Thanksgiving day 2015. He was a gentle, kind, loving soul. My heart breaks every morning when I open my eyes and realize that he is really gone. He was my only Child and my world. May he find the peace that he searched for so long. I will have a hole in my heart until I hold my Child in my arms again. May God keep him safe, I could not.

Anthony Yount, we will always remember you and cherish our time we had with you! We know it was a struggle everyday and you are not struggling anymore, you are at peace and we will see you again!! Your family loves you and misses you!

Timmy Conners, So loved So missed So very dear our broken hearts will always cry a silent tear, until we meet again, Love and Miss you Always, Mom Dad and Sissy

I lost my son, and the world lost a wonderful young man and blues prodigy the night before his 29th birthday. He overdosed on heroin after not being able to sleep for 3 days, as he tried to recover from his addictions. I founded a non-profit in his name to let people know that his death was not a result of ‘fun,’ but of suffering. He was handsome, well-loved, successful and talented. I hoped his face would help reduce the stigma of addiction with a co-occurring mental disorder (bipolar disorder). Eight years later, and I miss him every day, as do so many others. I applaud this organization for their mission. Addiction is a disease, a serious one, that crosses every part of society. That more is not known or done is criminal. My heart breaks for anyone who has lost a brave, gentle soul like Sean. (www.seancostellofund.org)

I lost my son, Nick Altman, to a heroin overdose on November 17, 2015.  He was 35 years old. I received the call from my daughter in the early morning hours of November 18th.  It is the call that every loving parent dreads.  I don’t even remember the first few months after his death.  I went through the motions of living, but I felt nothing inside but pain and fear.  The pain can be paralyzing.  It has now been nine months since his death and I still feel numb inside, still confused, and still asking myself “why did this happen to my son”?  It feels as though someone took a shotgun and aimed it straight at my heart and pulled the trigger.  The wounds will never heal; my life has changed forever, and so have the lives of his family, especially his two minor children.  I have cried a river of tears and my tears still continue to fall like rain.  It is a pain that cannot be put into words, and cannot be understood fully unless you as a parent have been there.  My son fought his addiction for five years, managed to quit for a year, but started again. It seemed as though every time he became stronger, there was someone or something to knock him back down.  Just recently, an acquaintance of his told me that my son made the statement to him that “heroin is the devil’s drug”.  Faith alone cannot help you beat this drug, you have got to have your family and your friends for support, and they have to be relentless in order to get through to the user of this drug.  So I say to all parents and family members who are dealing with a similar situation; you have got to be there for them, you have got to go the distance and get all the help you can for your loved one.  The only thing that gets me through the day is knowing that he is not out there chasing this terrible drug; that he is finally cured, and can now rest.  I know that the last few years of my son’s life with his addiction will not define him, because he was a good and kind person.  He believed in helping people who were less fortunate than himself.  He spread a lot of joy in the lives of his friends and family members, and they will not forget this.  As for me, I still hear his voice in the back of my mind telling me, “Mom, get up, it is another day and you can get through it”.  I wish my son love and peace for eternity.  We all miss him terribly and wish that we could all turn back time. God bless and keep you Nick.  Love forever to you, Mom

For my husband Anthony,

Its been almost 4 months since you have been gone. It feels like yesterday you were here with me and our girls. I now know you are at peace and you are free from your demon. I hope you know we love you and miss you forever and always. Not a day goes by that I don’t cry and wish things were different. Wish I could just see you, talk to you, hold you one last time. I will love you and miss you forever Magoo.. Until we meet again.

Your wife,

Sandra

Dean was an amazing guy who just reconnected with his adult son. He was sincere, good hearted, a friend to all, a good son and a heck of a cook. We all miss you and know you are grilling up something good up there:)

I lost my son on 6/23/2014. He fought addiction for most of his adult life. He got clean for 132 days.  On day 133 he was having a “bad day” and overdosed then died in his sleep.

He was my first born child, he was the beat of my heart. He was a good man with a heart of gold and an infectious smile.

This is in memory of my brother Michael grochowski (6/18/52 – 10/14/93).  Michael was addicted to heroin for many years and after he kicked the habit he sadly died of alcohol poisoning shortly after our Mom’s death. He was a great musician, psychologist and loved animals and the outdoors. He was so handsome and intelligent but he couldn’t fight the demons. He was only 41 years old. RIP Michael you were loved and missed by many. I love you…your sister Mart

This is in memory of my best friend Jason Michalski who overdosed and died in my arms on 1/01/11 in Las Vegas. Great guy but he got hooked on pills and thought he was invincible. RIP Jason. I always think of you. Love you Megan

Our beloved son, Timothy Robert, February 26, 1976 – December 15, 2015. We shall love you forever. Tim you died from an accidental drug overdose. You suffered from depression and anxiety for 22 years.  Your depression began immediately after taking a second tablet of the anti-malarial Physician prescribed drug LARIAM on October 6th, 1993. This drug Lariam is still prescribed today.  It is given to young soldiers going to war from many countries in our world. Just dreadful. Tim you never told us of your self-medication habits and it has been a hard road for us to walk since your death and for us to try to understand why you didn’t share your addiction with us. You were, and still are, totally loved and would have been totally supported by us if you had told us. Our darling son Tim had a beautiful baby daughter, born this year in June (2016). Tim you will never hold your child, see her first smile, hear her first laugh and our darling beautiful granddaughter will never know her oh so wonderful Daddy.  So, so sad. Life has changed forever for us all, for your Dad and for me, for your dear partner, for your two brothers and one sister, and for all your friends.  Darling son hopefully you are now finally at peace.  Love you and miss you so very much, Mum. xoxoxo

My son Ryan Jackson died of a heroine/fentanyl overdose May 6 2016.

Ryan was 28 and my first born son on

12-6-87. He was a father of 2 little girls that he loved more than life. He was 30 days clean working and doing well. So we thought. The one last time was really the last. I miss and love him always. Fly high angel.  ?Forever28

My son Josh Jones lost his battle with heroin after struggling for 10 years off and on. He was funny, kind and loved his family as we loved him. I miss your laugh, your smile and especially your hugs. Forever 30. Love you Josh ♡ ??

On what would be your 37th birthday, my memories of our childhood flip through my mind. Cousins always and forever.

“Daniel, my brother, you are older than me, Do you still feel the pain of the scars that won’t heal?

Your eyes have died but you see more than I, Daniel you’re a star in the face of the sky.”

Remembering my youngest child and only daughter, Megan Alexandria   Johnson May 2 1992- March 10 2011. Only 19 years old. She was very bright and had so much to offer this world. She was a beautiful girl with a beautiful soul. She lost her life and probably would be here today if she wouldn’t have been left alone and had gotten medical attention. She passed less than 2 miles from a hospital. I believe that’s the issue  that we need to educate people on, is to not leave someone that is possibly overdosed.  So many sons and daughters could be saved.  RIP sweet girl. See you again one day

In loving memory of Jennifer Delia, 7/24/76-12/19/12.  May your love for life vivaciously live in your daughter, Nicoleana,  every day.

RIP baby sister. We miss and love you.

To all who have suffered and lost to this battle. The silent ones and the oh so brave enough to speak their story among  their family/friends. I pledge to them all that their fight was not in vain because they have left behind for us a message which is loud and clear, “hate the disease, not the person.” For myself, I lost a son -in-law *Sean, last year to pain meds & heroin. My grandbabies lost their Dad. Years of struggle ensued as his life would spiral from 0-60 and back to 60-0, many times over a span of 20 years. He was a silent one, always on top of the disease, not willing to lose to the drug and saddled out from the snare many times by the skin of his teeth. Not willing to take a final blow. Each time, getting up stronger, more determined. I think he was just “plain ole’ tired”.

For my angel in Heaven, Chris.   Always kind, always smart, always important.  On 9/3 it will be 5 years and it still fells like yesterday.  Oh what at you taught us in your lifetime here and oh what we have learned since.  Forever grateful and in love with you.  Mom

I wear my badge in loving memory of my beautiful son Brad Michael Meyers who left his family and friends much to soon, July 11, 2014, from an overdose of heroin. Brad had so much talent as a Computer-Aided Draftsman. He was going to go far.  In 6 short months since his initial experience with heroin, our boy was gone less than a month after his 25th birthday. He was always laughing and joking and seemed so happy.  Yet, as all of us paying tribute to our loved ones for Overdose Awareness Day know too well, heroin and other opioids take a strangle hold so strong on those addicted, both mentally and physically, that they feel powerless and hopeless. My hope and wish is that we can continue to educate families about this epidemic so that these horrible senseless deaths do not continue. Not a day goes by that I don’t think of and cry for my son Brad.

I want to Honor my Son my only Child…

Richard Felix Franco

10/13/1981 ~ 04/09/2015

Addiction is a hard thing to break but it’s worth it to save your life and to save the lives of the people who are left to mourn when the addiction takes you from them.  ♡

Our son Roy lost his 4yr battle with opioid addiction at the age of 29. Our family will never be the same. His baby sister will marry without her big brother there, our hearts are forever pained. We miss him so much and have many regrets of words spoke out of fear and frustration. Oh but to have one day to tell you how much we love you Roy. Until I see your sweet face and hold you in my arms May God keep you . Mom

My son, Joey Dempsey, II lost his life to a heroin overdose April 28, 2015. He was my baby, a brother, a daddy, an uncle and a boyfriend.  He struggled with the devil off an on for 23 years and finally lost his battle. Although he is finally at peace, I miss him terribly.  I love you more baby boy?. I hate heroin!

Cheryl, Kathy, Michael, Lawrence, and other friends and acquaintances lost to addiction. Others have chosen to end their suffering at their own hand. Gone but never forgotten. I pray for recovery for all.

Trenton Smith, a year ago on August 23rd my son lost his best friend. I know he will NEVER forget you and neither will my family. You were like a brother to Paul and another son in our family. We know you are safe and happy in God’s arms. Love and miss you!!

Our son, Nicholas died on the 31st year and second month of his life.  Nicholas had struggled with substance use disorder for 15 years before his death.  Nicholas had been in “treatment” 4 times.  He had been in jail 3 times.  He had been homeless.  But this is the story of his addiction, not of Nick.  He was a self taught artist, musician, composer.  He was a dreamer.  He was compassionate, sensitive and a serious soul.  He tried so hard to fight this disease.  He became tired.  He died on February 15, 2015.  He tried.  He tried.  He will be forever missed and always loved.

Paul Layne lost his battle to addiction on 8/7/2010. He was father to three amazing sons., wonderful son and husband. He is missed every single day.

We lost our youngest child at 24 on April 10th, 2016.  He battled depression, anxiety, and addiction for 5 1/2 years.  We will continue to bring truth to this epidemic that is killing our children.

We lost our youngest child at 24 on April 10th, 2016.  He battled depression, anxiety, and addiction for 5 1/2 years.  We will continue to bring truth to this epidemic that is killing our children.

I lost my youngest son Jake to an overdose of meth on August 23, 2015. I will never be the same. Neither will his siblings. Tonight, my daughter texted me and said they have lost yet another friend to an overdose. When is this going to end? We are losing a whole generation of our young people!!!!

On May 8, 2014 the world lost a great young man. Michael Earl Walton II lost his life to his addiction. All of his friends and family miss him every day. We love you Lil Mike!

January 21, 2015 the world lost and incredibly funny young man, great father and husband. So young…  His family and friends miss him every day. We love you Justin!

We lost Ronald Earl Outlaw on December 18, 2003. He was only 22 years old. Leaving behind a devastated Mother and friends. We still miss & love you Ron. Missed you then, always have, always will.

Our beautiful son Nicholas Toth found peace on June 14, 2015 from a heroin overdose. RIP Nicky.

Jonathan lost his life to the devil drug on 9.2.15. Life will never be the same. Unless you have lost a child you will never understand the void that is left.

In loving memory of my sweet, goofy brother, Cody Gilles. His kind, gentle soul is so missed by his parents, siblings, his 2 nephews and niece miss their Uncle CoCo. Until the day we meet again. Forever in our hearts!!!!! We love you forever Cody.

For my beloved daughter, Lisa, forever 24.  We lost her to an overdose of heroin 2/16/15.  She was smart, funny and beautiful and is so missed and I am forever broken.    Love, mom

Dear Peter,

Hardly a day goes by that I don’t think of you. I see you when I look at the ocean and nature, but I also think of you whenever I think about overdose.

I have worked hard to do my best to prevent anyone else from dying of an overdose, but never so hard as since we lost you. There is no one who has motivated me more than you.

The tragic, premature loss of your your life, remains incomprehensible. I thank you for guiding your parents to find some happiness in Gloucester, and for inspiring me to work harder, and for reminding us all to live life to the fullest and take nothing for granted.

Love,

Jody

My Dear Nephew Peter,

You are with us always …

When we look to the sky and see the birds that you loved; When we look to the woods & the vernal pools that filled you with wonder; And most of all, When we look to the sea …

And feel the ache in our hearts

You are loved & never to be forgotten,

Pat

Lenny Hensas III OD’d on Heroin and lost his battle with addiction on July 16. Although he struggled for 24 years and couldn’t succeed…he helped many in their journey to sobriety…his life mattered to many. Rest in peace Lenny.. ♡♡ Much love from your family.

I am writing in loving memory of Kari Hanson.  You are lovingly remembered and greatly missed by many!

My son, my sweet child, paying the ultimate price of addiction

Jason I was so lucky to have you for 25 wonderful years. I miss you every minute of every day. Love Mom

My beloved Son,  we will always cherish the time we had and mourn the loss of a beautiful spirit.

I will wear a badge to support my friend Angie whose son lost his battle with addiction in 2015.  Also in support of several other friends who have lost sons and daughters in the not so distant past.  Addiction is so hard on the addicted as well as the families that stand by them.  My heart aches for these parents who lost their children–so I will wear the badge to support them.

In loving memory of my daughter Tamara Thatcher. May 1989 -November 2014. I was d of blessed to have you for 25 amazing years.

Little sister Rowan Marie Soutar..taken to soon on 2.06.16.  There are so many things we still had to do together sis..I still can’t believe you are gone..you bravely battled the addictions that stole you from us for 12 years..It was so difficult watching your demise..I felt so powerless to help you..part of me dies with you too..I will never be the same with out you..I love you so much..And I will treasure the 34 years we had together forever darlin..For eternity sis..love u buckets …Shon xxxxx

A dedication to one of my best friends Jamie Davies who we lost five years ago to Heroin overdose..not a day goes by that I don’t think of you..I miss you so much..Your daughter Nicole looks so like you..Tiffany your sister is doing an amazing job raising her. .I miss our laughs..We could just look at each other and we would know what each other was thinking..you don’t get that with many people..since your passing ..I have lost mccaff to alcohol. .and then my baby sis Rowan nine weeks ago to heroin ..I hope you are all at peace now.. till we meet again .luv u Shonz xxxx

I’m paying tribute to one of the most beautiful, gentle, kind and loving souls I have ever known.

Todd Lescarbeau is and always will be my big brother, my best friend for 40 years, my protector, confedone and so much more!

Todd was born on January 3rd, 1970, and one that day the sun rose, and everyday after he lived life to the fullest until the sun set on March 6th, 2012.

He was a fun loving, protective and gentle Father, grand father, husband, son, brother, uncle, cousin and friend to all that he came in contact with.

His addiction began like many others, with prescription drugs due to back problems and back surgeries over most of his life.

He was a hard working man with integrity and loyalty to those who he loved and those who loved him.

I will never forget the impact he had on this world, as he endured the struggle with his addiction that ultimately claimed his life!

Rest In Paradise my beloved brother…Forever 42 ❤️

Lucus U are missed!Peace be with all affected

In memory of my son Ryan Dickson

03/30/1991—05/29/2016

My son Corey lost his battle with his heroin addiction on Oct 3rd 2014. My life was forever changed. He left behind 2 beautiful boys. He wanted so bad to get away from the drugs but that demon always sucked him back in. He was an amazing father and when clean he was the best son. My heart aches daily. He suffered abuse at the hands of his biological mom’s bf between the ages of 4 and 6 until I could get the court to stop her visits. He suffered things you thought only happened in movies. That was how he coped with his pstd from the abuse. Nobody knows the reason a person turns to drugs. I don’t judge drug addicts now that I suffered through my son’s addiction. But I want him remembered as the dad who did anything for his boys. Who would help a stranger because he had the kindest biggest heart. One that was protective of me and his family. I want him remember for the living young man he was. Not the demon he faced and lost a battle to.

In memory of my mom, Leona Germaine Graham, who we lost to a cocaine/heroin overdose on December 10, 2001 – my son’s first birthday.

I remember her every single day. I miss her immensely. Sometimes I can hear her when I laugh really hard.

xoxo

My loving son Peter died on June 8, 2013 from a drug overdose. He struggled with opiate addiction for three years. He loved fishing, hiking, swimming, sailing-he loved the water. We left our home in New York, it was unbearable to stay there with all the memories, and moved to Gloucester MA. A small city with a strong history of fishing. You would love it here Peter, and your father and I think of you everyday.  I like to think that somehow you helped us find our new home, and that you are with us in this beautiful city on the water.

To my brother Scott who lost his battle to addiction on 6/17/16. You are always on our minds and in our hearts. We miss you more and more everyday. We love you Scotty ❤️??❤️

In loving memory of Jason Isaak

Remembering my precious daughter Santana Berry, who left us on 3/27/16 at the age of 25 as a result of an overdose  I love and miss her so much.

Melissa Marie Hamilton could light up a room with her smile!! She is missed! 4/14/81-4/29/15

Dedicated to my best friend, my road dawg, Ruby’s favorite uncle, the funniest person ever and omeone I miss more than anything every freaking day. I love you Stern Bust. Happy 30th Birthday tomorrow. I’ll be celebrating just how I know we would be– at the Angel’s game getting the free Hello Kitty Plush Toy. 🙂 Michel Paul Sternberg 8/18/86-1/2/15

In memory of my son, Nicholas L. Anderson  March 1986-September 2014.

Nothing can fill that void. You are so missed. We love you.

Lovingly we remember friends from Louisville, Ky. who left us all to soon. You  are forever all in our hearts, although it is very difficult for us who have been left behind, we will try our best to celebrate your lives.

Love, The Johnny Squire Family

I lost my son to a heroine overdose on 2/4/15.

My son’s close friend (like a brother) died of a heroin overdose January 28, 2015.  We love and miss you, Kevin Grucza 🙁

Adrian,

You were my first true love. The first guy to walk in my life and love everything I hated about myself. You found me beautiful from head to toe and inside and out. You would do anything just to see me smile. No human being will ever give me what you gave me. You’re a special part of my life that I want to hold onto forever. You were struggling so hard with your addiction. I know you wanted to be sober and you tried but the drugs took you over. I wish I could have saved you. I love and miss you so much Adrian. I wish I could talk to you right and hug and kiss you. I wish you were sitting beside me cracking jokes that always made me laugh. You knew me so well, almost more than I knew myself. I will always cherish May 5th, 2015 (the date we started dating) and all of the memories we made. Rest In Piece my Angel ❤️ 6/14/91 – 8/7/16

My only brother, Joey, overdosed on heroin, cocaine, and xanax less than 2 weeks after his 29th birthday.  He battled addiction for almost half his life.  He finally had a year off of cocaine and pills when our mother found out she had cancer.  6 months later she passed away, after an awful fight, and he went off the deep end.  He’d stay sober for a holiday or a visit with my boys, whom he loved with all of his heart, but it was always short-lived.  On January 29th, I received the call I had dreaded for years, he was gone.  Sometimes it’s hard to believe he’s gone, I will hear someone with his booming laugh or catch a view of someone who looks like him and my heart stops.  My 3 yr old son has told me on more than one occasion that he still sees uncle Jojo so maybe he’s not so far away.

My 5 months old baby FLORYL  died on digoxin toxicity March 18,2016.During her confinement The attending physician administered the digoxin intravenously instead  orally for 6 days.

Heroin Deaths – added a number the number has a name – Brian, our grandson  the number has a face  the number has a story……

Brian (Bri Bri) was handsome…..

but drugs destroyed what he saw in the mirror…..

He was intelligent (high IQ)….

but the drugs stood in the way of his graduation, college, his goal, his plans – his future….

He was a good son, brother, grandson, nephew and friend  but drugs turned him into a stranger….

as the victim turns to the drugs, for what ever reason..(the temporary good feeling it gives you – helping you to avoid your problems…..) .it holds them hostage …it destroys them, and everyone around them, their family, their friends, and their future…

if you are a prisoner of drugs, whatever they may be – stand up, look it in the face – and break the chains….fight it, ask for help..get the help……BE THE BEST YOU CAN BE – REMEMBER YOU MATTER….YOU MATTER

in memory of Bri Bri….if only we could shake you, gotten through to you, and hugged you one more time, if only you would have heard us…

In memory of my son ryan m Snyder  3/7/84—-10/20/14

My husband and father of 3 boys died September 22, 2014. He died from a heroin overdose. Not a day goes by I don’t think of him.. I miss his, his children miss him. I’d do anything to have him back just one more day. Fighting and praying against this terrible disease.

Heroin has destroyed too many families , that seems to be the biggest drug of choice these days ….. My son Justen grew up like most little boys , loved fishing , go cart riding and being silly ….he was also a compassionate young man that lived everyone .it seems as thou all of our stories have a few things in common , 1 ,being that our children were very loved and will be missed our entire life , my son Justen died from a Heroin overdose August 9,2016…. My life will never be the same or complete with him gone…. My heart is shattered in a million pieces , I miss you Justen with every breath I have left in me …. I will love you always and look forward to seeing you again …. On the other side….love” moms”❤️

I lost my son Joseph Angelo Burrelli on December 10, from an  overdose of heroin.  I miss him so much he tried and was trying to quit this terrible drug that has taken so many young lives.  It is the worst thing that could every happen to a mother to lose her child.  My life will never be complete again.  I just try to get through each day and am here because I still have a daughter that needs me.  We both miss him so much he had a heart of gold and at his funeral so many friends came and told us how much they loved him.  We love and miss you Joey and hope you are finally at peace in heaven.

My little brother was found dead on April 8, 2016. He had used heroin cut with fentynal. He was 41 years old. My brother is and always will be missed by my family and all of his friends. Everyone needs to help stop this epidemic. We need to stop this modern day plaque on our cities.

Lost my 17 year old son the night after Christmas 2014. Found him cold and stiff laying on his stomach at 3am. He had snorted a.dose of fentanyl. I do not believe he knew what he was snorting. He had just experimented with xanax the week before. This has been a nightmare. His older brother is a conic user of heroin and has overdosed several times.

To remember my son Benjamin Burke, who died from a heroin overdose April 1, 2012  Ben struggled with heroin addiction for five years before he died at the age of 28.  He tried everything possible to battle heroin addiction and for this, his family is so grateful.  He loved AA and NA and graduated from 5 treatment centers, every time with great hope and support, but it wasn’t enough.  It was Ben’s third overdose.  This time I think he didn’t want to be saved, didn’t want to be found or revived.  I don’t think this overdose was an accident.  I think he gave up.  He was tired and in his words “dumbfounded” at the power of heroin addiction.  Like any other disease, some will die even though they try everything possible.  Even if they have a powerful spiritual connection, some will still die.  Ben hated what the disease did to himself and to his family.  Suicide is not uncommon for heroin addicts in recovery.  Ben’s family grieves every day but we take great comfort in knowing that Ben is finally free.

My 23 year old brother was found on the morning of November 12, 2004…he’d gone to bed that night and overdosed in his sleep. Our Grandmother found him, when she tried to wake him up he was ice cold. When I got to the house his body was still in the same position, like he was sleeping on his stomach…I will never get that image out of my head. Our Mom had passed away three months prior, while he was in prison; the prison wouldn’t allow him early release to attend his Moms funeral….I know he wouldn’t intentionally kill himself, but in my heart I know he was trying to numb the pain of not saying goodbye to our sweet Momma. The toxicology report stated it was a lethal mixture of heroin and cocaine…why these drugs were ever invented is the burning question. My brother would still be here.

In memory of my beautiful baby boy, Zachary, who died of an accidental morphine overdose on July 19, 2013, just one month shy of his 22nd birthday.  Zachary continues on in our hearts and will forever live in our memories.  He continues to provide us with courage, strength and determination to provide financial assistant to families who lack the means to send their loved ones to treatment. Zachary, we love you, we miss you and we pray that you have found the peace in heaven that alluded you on earth.

Love, Mom

4 months ago today, on my 24th birthday, I lost my father to a heroin overdose. He struggled for years to get sober, but he was always fighting so many demons on his back that he could never stay clean for long. He had overdosed quite a few times before this, but God always worked a miracle for him and he would get better. I myself struggled with this addiction when I was 18 years old, and it lasted for a little over a year. I can say, it is not easy to stop at all. But it CAN be done. And I wish others would see that it is possible and not give up hope. Not a day goes by that I don’t miss and think about my dad. He was my best friend in the whole world. However, I can’t help but think about how he is no longer suffering and fighting demons. Love you dad

Lost my nephew 2 years ago yesterday. He was a beautiful soul and was loved by so many. Still so heartbroken that he lost his way in life and because of that we lost him?. RIP Mikey

I have lost 2 brothers to an overdose both at 28. ! 10 years ago & 1 6 years ago. Not a day goes by I do not think about & miss them. Things we used to do together that they were here for are not the same & I have just stopped doing. 28 And Life

My brother Keith died from a heroin overdose in April of 2015. The heroin was laced with Fentanyl and he was alone when he used. No one in my family had any idea that he was addicted to heroin. Nothing prepares you for this kind of loss, and no one should have to go through this. I miss him everyday.

My fiance Nathan Regan passed away August 4th 2013 of a heroin overdose. Nathan had just celebrated a year clean 3 weeks before. I spent 12 years with Nathan and I’m grateful for every second of them, the good and the bad. We both struggled with addiction and spent years in and out of treatment struggling to get clean. The summer of 2012 we finally got our lives together & found out I was pregnant that fall. I went into labor May 14th 2 weeks early. Our son Logan had no heartbeat. Our hearts were ripped apart. Nate wanted nothing more than to be a dad. 3 months later my mom was diagnosed with leukemia, Nate relapsed 2 days later & passed away less than a week after. I never met a soul that didn’t like him. He lit up a room, always made you laugh and was an incredible artist. I’m honored that I could call him mine. He was not just another number or statistic. Not only did I lose my best friend & soul mate but dozens upon dozens of friends and family. We need to keep shedding light and awareness on this growing epidemic that’s become a crisis. I refuse to let them all have died in vain. We honor their memories by talking about the peolpe they were & how addiction does not discriminate. I wouldnt wish the constant pain & void I feel on anyone. We are losing an entire generation to this growing epidemic & it needs to stop!

It is very sad of the loss of life we have had because of drug overdose.  I have personally know three people this year that have lost their lives to these horrible drugs.

Ages vary from 17 to 47.  I am with everyone who can possibly help.  May those that have left us rest in peace.  Let there be no more!!

My son Adam~ died from an overdose while in rehab on November 3,2015.

His beautiful and eternal spirit lives on each time we look up..

Adam taught us this simple & profound  lesson

L?K UP at all the nature around you…

L?K UP st our magnificent and endless universe- filled with stars, galaxies, nebula & beyond.

And most important to remember~

L?K UP even when you’re feeling down… ❤️?❤️

L?K UP FOR ADAM

My son, Travis, died of an overdose on July 28, 2015.  He was only 23.  He had been sober 3 months at the time of his death.  I know that he fought so hard, and he was a beautiful soul trapped in the hell of addiction.  I miss him every day and so wish I could tell him how much I love him and that I know he tried.  Rest in peace sweet boy!

My daughters dad lost his life to a methadone overdose a few weeks before his 22nd birthday. We miss him dearly and the pain all of his family and myself have felt is unbearable. Rip Jon Michael

To my MOTHER Bonnie Ann Carr Wooldridge only 57 at time of death due to a massive heart attack caused by drug overdose……this ache in my heart will never go away…everyday at least once a day, somedays all day I find myself looking for you, my hearts calls out for you and than the realization sets in that you are gone forever. You died a senseless drug addicts death, we all have suffered the pain you left behind. I miss you more than words will ever be able to express. My best nights are the ones I get to dream about you as that is as close as I can get to seeing your face again or hearing your voice. Today, my hope comes from sharing your story as my very own testimony praying that it might save someones life as I know that you would like to know that you helped someone. So please hear my plea as I say” THERE IS A BETTER WAY TO LIVE” and it CAN BE DONE. This coming from someone who survived a 16yr drug addiction of my own, 9 yrs now I have tasted and lived the FREEDOM of a drug-free life. I laid my Mother to rest DRUG FREE 3 yrs ago. I preached at her funeral for the first time. This war can be won if and when we are willing to SURRENDER and GIVE GOD A CHANCE. You don’t have to die to night. You don’t have to leave your loved ones with the memory of white sheets and blue lights. Freedom is REAL. For MY MOTHER I say I will always LOVE YOU and until we meet again I will continue sharing your story as if it were my own.

My granddaughter. NIKKI, LOST HER MOTHER LAST SEPT.  Nikki had just turned 2 in August.  HER NAME IS LARAE JACKSON.   SHE ALSO HAD 2 OTHER CHILDREN.  MY SON, KENNY AND HER WERE TOGETHER  ABOUT 4 YEARS.  LARAE WAS VERY YOUNG( I BELEIVE SHE WAS ONLY 27). HER OLDEST DAUGHTER  FOUND HER AT HER GRANDMAS HOME. SO SAD!  LARAE HAD BEEN TRIING TO STOP USING HEROIN FOR MONTHS.  WHAT IS REALY BAD IS THE HEROIN WAS ADMINISTERED TO HER BY SOME GUYS AND THEN SHE WAS LEFT TO DIE.. THE NEEDLE WAS FOUND BEHIND A DRESSER IN THE BEDROOM..WHAT IS GOOD IS THESE GUYS ARE BEING PROSECUTED.  LARAE WAS A VERY INTELLIGENT BEAUTIFUL  WOMEN FROM THE QUILEUTE TRIBE. SHE WAS A GREAT MOM WHEN SHE DIDN’T USE..MY SON HAD BEEN CLEAN AND SOBER FOR OVER A YEAR AND WAS TRING SO HARD TO GET HER INTO A TREATMENT PROGRAM, AS DID HER PARENTS AND MYSELF..SHE HAD A BED DATE. ANOTHER  THING THAT IS SAD IS SHE PREDICTED SHE MIGHT DIE FROM AN OVERDOSE.

I LOVED HER SO MUCH AND I MISS HER EVERYDAY.

NIKKI LOOKS JUST LIKE HER MOM. SO I’M  ALWAYS REMINDED OF HER. KENNY REALLY LOVED HER ALOT AND HE MISSES HER TOO.HE IS A GREAT DAD.THANK GOD NIKKI HAS HIM.  OF COURSE, SHE ALSO HAS HER QUILEUTE FAMILY IN LAPUSH AND MYSELF AND MY FAMILY HERE IN PORT ANGELES..AND, OF COUESE HER SISTERS, TAYLOR AND BRIANA..

HER MOM IS HAVING A TERRIBLE  TIME DEALING WITH HER LOSS.  IT HAS ALMOST BEEN A YEAR, AND I KNOW THAT DAY WILL BE HARD ON HER AND ALL OF US..

THANK YOU GOD FOR THE TIME WE DID HAVE WITH LARAE AND ESPECIALLY FOR LARAE  BRINGING NIKKI INTO THE WORLD..LARAE LIVES ON THROUGH NIKKI.

T

HEROIN IS REALLY BAD IN OUR CLALLAM COUNTY. .WE GAVE HAD MORE OVERDOSES IN THE STATE THAN ANY OTHER TOWN OR CITY.  I BELIEVE WE NEED MORE EDUCATION AVAILABLE TO OUR COMMUNITY AND ESPECIALLY IN OUR SCHOOLS..I BELIEVE THE LAW ENFORCEMENT NEEDS TO CRACK DOWN HARDE R ON THE DEALERS..EVERYONE KNOWS WHO THEY ARE SO WHY AREN’T THEY IN PRISON?  IT’S CRAZY!!

I JUST DON’T  UNDERSTAND  WHY THIS TERRIBLE LETHAL  DRUG IS STILL AVAILABLE IN OUR COMMUNITY,  AND ESPECIALLY SO MUCH OF IT.

WE AREN’T  THAT BIG, ONLY AROUND 19,000 PEOPLE..

WE NEED TO RID OF IT ONCE AND FOR ALL!

IN CLOSING,  I JUST WANT SAY,” I LOVE AND MISS UOU, LARAE.  YOU R IN MY THOUGHTS AND HEART EVERY MOMENT.  WE WILL RAISE NIKKI TO BE THE BEST SHE CAN, I PROMISE.  UNTIL WE MEET AGAIN, FAREWELL

My sweet baby James overdosed on herion mixed with 2 other drugs. It was 4 days before his 21st birthday. God how i miss him everyday. I hate drugs!!

To My Big Brother, Tad J. Hyde 1/18/1974-11/15/2015. Some days I still just can’t believe it, I say it out loud and it makes no sense to me, like I’m speaking a different language that no one can understand. Those  are my good days. On my bad days the grief hits  me like a ton of bricks, almost knocking me down sometimes when I think of all the promise , possibilities, and opportunities life was about to present to you. All of your hard work and time was over just like that. Even faster than it began. I try my best to stay strong, keep my chin up and keep moving forward because I know that’s what mom needs me to do and what you would want me to do for her but some days it seems like it’s raining those damn bricks and all I can do is think about how unfair it is. I miss you every minute of everyday and hope you see me working my ass off in school because losing you gave me the determination to not only finish but to finish at the top because I know how much you want me to succeed.  All my hard work and headaches are all for you because you can’t be here to experience your own. Love, Your Baby Sister

RIP to the Father of my child who passed away from an overdose on January 24, 2016. He was only 29 yrs old, two months shy of his 30rd birthday. Lewis Arnold Hamilton II.

My grandson was born on Jan.28,1987 to his 15 year old mother. He was like my own son. I rocked him to sleep. Told him stories at 7. Helped him with homework. Helped him in Cubscouts.

I ALWAYS thought he was more intelligent than me, that he was destined to be a teacher, or a leader. He was very well read and always had a book with him. I was always so proud of him.

He had a wonderful smile, blonde hair 6 feet 5. He learned sign language. He helped with his younger brothers. My mother loved him and he was pallbearer at her funeral.

I think he was fragile on the inside. At 22 he married. He was working two jobs and going to college. He became a father about six years ago. He was overwhelmed with responsibility. I don’t know when he started using. I have lost him now. He meant all the world to me. I would have done anything to save him.

I lost my ex Amanda Semko, My Cousin John Sullivan and many more to Heroin Overdose. I miss them all so very much!

My message is to Gary.  I truly feel this is not what you would have wanted for your one and only teenage son. Losing you in such a awful way has impacted so many people who loved you. An overdose is such a waste of life. I just  still can’t comprehend why we were never enough for you. We had the perfect family.  I truly tried, for many years, to help you recover.  I’m writing to say that I truly try to be the best mom possible to our son. I wish you were here to see the man he is becoming. If anyone does read this please know that you are not grieving alone.

I lost my best friend in January,and the pain never goes away.. But I’m out here everyday dedicating my life to my movement to try and help save life’s

Motivation don’t die

On February 7th 2016 my brother Steve passed away from an overdose, leaving behind a son, his parents, 4 sisters,

3 brothers, and many nieces and nephews that were very close with him and loved him dearly.  I still cry for him every day and my broken heart literally hurts. Not a single day goes by that i dont think of him and miss him every single second. I do take some comfort in knowing he is at peace after years of battling addiction and depression . I pray he is flying high with the angels and that they know what they have up there and all I have now are memories some really great memories!!!!! Forever in my heart and always by my side, I love you Stephen F. Adams Sr.

My son TK is 28 he has overdosed many times he is in jail now because they found him in his jeep dead the rescue shocked him and brought him back Thank GOD he has put himself in rehab after rehab around 15 times never court ordered it seems he will never get off heroin! all I do is pray he gets out of jail next month he has been locked up five months so he WILL OVERDOSE when he gets out. I am so AFRAID no answer PRISON OR DEATH seems like their only option. thanks MELINDA FROM MENTOR OHIO

Ed,

Even after almost 10 years my heart still breaks when I think of losing you. Without you I would not be me , I will forever love and miss you.

Ian Murphy Mitchard.  He rode the trains.  He took the name “Raindog” from Tom Waits’ song. His hair was long with wicked blonde streaks & his eyes were blue.  He had an infectious laugh and a keen wit.  I loved how his voice rang out as he came in the door with that cherished word “Momma!”.   Even as an adult he would hold my hand at times when we drove in the car together.  After months, or even years, on the road when he came home he would sleep with his childhood bear, “Teddy”  –  the sight of him splayed out in bed with his tattooed arm around that bear made me catch my breath at the sight of his powerful tenderness.  He cried easily.  He railed against injustice & lectured me about the police & their treatment of the homeless.  He never forgot a kindness.  He enthusiastically supported the artists of this world.  He loved music.  He loved me.  He died near exit ramp 18A leading into the Pilsen neighborhood of Chicago.  Left behind for the long wait to join him I’ve had years to ponder the meaning of his too-short and too-hard life.  I have no answers.  Only love remains, only love for my true and lovely son.

To my sister Tammy:

I miss you so very much. I miss all the moments we have shared together. I know you loved you family so very much. And the disease of addiction had took everything away from you. I know deep down you were still the same person you always were. The disease just had different plans for your life. I know that all the horrible things you did, you never wanted to do. By sharing the same road as you I have learned a whole lot of thing. I wish I was able to get you clean back when I did. Cuz then you would be almost celebrating 4 years of recovery. Instead your family is now suffering through the 3rd year since you passed away from an overdose. August 31st will forever hurt my soul. Seeing that is the day you left back in 2013. I love you Tammy.

I will always love you Brandon!! Thanks for loving me from the start!!

On October 24th, 2015, myyy best friend died of an overdose. His name is Timmyyy. Timothy F. Milam, Jr. I miss him soooo much everyy single dayy. He died alone. His girlfriend had warrants out for her arrest and so she didn’t call for help right awayy. She waited and then had someone call while she hid. He should be here todayy. His overdose should have been a wake-up call. I should have held his hand while praying to GOD for another chance. I found out the next dayy along with his family. My heart breaks that he was alone. I’m sorryyy Timmyy. I miss you. I love you.

Steffan, it’s been a year and 3 months since u left me and and our children. It still does not seem real that u are gone , the pain in side my heart still feeks like the day I got the phone call. Our daughters have not been able to heal. Hope u stay by our sides abd helps thru this dark time. And even tho u will know meet ur baby boy I hope u watch over him to. I love you to the moon and back. My heart will always belong to u.

On April 7th this year one of my best friends who I loved with all my heart lost his decades long battle with opiate addiction.

Ryan was a beautiful young man who came to Iowa from California in a last ditch effort to get clean in 2013. He would have turned 36 this past June.

He was a rare soul, whose kindness and warmth made everyone around him feel like everything was going to be okay.

He was quiet and reserved and ultra sensitive and had a sense of presence – of really being there with you in the present moment like no one I’d ever met before or since.

I keep searching for a photo of him I took one spring as the sun was setting outside this farm house where I was staying in Iowa. Him and I were both early on in recovery, both clean and sober, hanging out, throwing old scrap wood in a burn barrel and laughing. In the picture he was smiling with his whole face – all dimples from the corners of his eyes to his lips.

He had so much hope at that time.

I can’t find the photo, but I’ll never loose the memory of him, or forget how he made me feel. I love you Ryan, and miss you every day. <3

I am forever changed by your death Christopher. Just 20 yrs old.  My Child, My Son, My Angel…. Fly On….

Manuel, I miss you more than you’ll ever know.

It’s been 1 year and 11 days since I’ve seen you, held you, or heard your voice.

My heart hurts for you everyday.

Just like you said the last time we spoke, “I LOVE YOOOUUUU………………………………………..DITTO”

I lost my husband from an overdose. Not a day, second, minute, or hour goes by when I don’t think of him. I died with him that day on JANUARY 18, 2014.

My sweet son, Joshua Raffray, overdosed on 01-31-16 at the young age of 32.  I was proud to be called your Mom and will forever miss you.  Life will never be the same for all that loved you, especially me.  Forever and Always in my heart.

In memory of our awesome son Austin who died at age 17 on April 12, 2013.  Your legacy is making such a difference Austin.  Thank you for continuing to give us strength and purpose in our commitment to educating others about Harm Reduction. We miss you incredibly.

Love Mom and Dad (Christine & Klaus)

I lost my brother Bryan Taylor a year ago , I miss him dearly everyday . He was a wonderful person , his smile could brighten up everyone’s day! Miss you Bryan

I lost my precious baby brother last Friday on 8/5/16 to an overdose. He was a beautiful soul. He was clean for 28 months . In the end the disease won and he lost the battle.  Rest in the sweetest of peace My Angel.

JOSEPH GAGNON

11/13/79 ~ 8/5/16

♡ I will Never forget you , You will always live in my heart.  ♡ Your Sister  “Gecky”

Our beloved son…Forever 38…Out of sight but Never out of mind  <3 Forever in out heart.? minds lives forever.?

My mother and I had lost a spectacular human being on October 24, 2015. He was my brother and best friend and was my moms son. Finding him that afternoon was the hardest thing I will ever have to do because that means I never get to hear his voice or just watch an Eagles game with him. He’ll always be with us and we love and miss him everyday.

Rest in peace my angel Mitchell Gallenthin

Ive lost over 20 people in 2 years to overdose! This is horrible! You are all missed horribly & i wish I or someone could have helped you all !

Awareness is out there! Time to overcome!

Rip all you sweet angels

Logan w. Shay lost to heroin overdose 10/20/95-09/21/15……forever young…overdose doesn’t stop just one heart.

Miss you everyday dad

Cora Marie O’Leary aka “LC”

Friday August 6th 2016 we lost you at just 21 years of age. For many years you battled your addiction and this time it won. We tried to hard to help you but the demon was just too strong. Know that we will not remember your addiction, we will remember your smile and your laugh. Your lit up the room and always had a great sense of humor. You had so much more to live for but you weren’t given that choice. I know deep in your heart you knew you were loved but the pain was just too much to handle any longer. I know you felt lost and like you didn’t fit in. We all love and miss you very much. May God’s love and mercy surround you babygirl. Enjoy your iced coffee. <3 Uncle Matt

To my son Dominic D’Angelo forever 21 5/15/16. He was a son to many and a friend to All. I will never forget you my believed son.                Love MOMMY

Angela Maria Pasta

3/28/1976 – 9/28/2015

My Sweet Sister Angie,

A hole ripped through our family the day you left us. You are so loved! We will never be the same. Your boys will never be the same. We watched heroin destroy you and there was nothing we could do. I miss you terribly little sister…..every minute of every day!!! Fly high my Angel!!!!

Stephen (Scooter),

The love of my life and best friend.  I lost you on May 11, 2016 and I will never be the same.  You struggled for a long time with this disease and it finally won out.  No more pain for you.    You will always be a part of me and I will never forget your sweetness.  I just wish I could have had one last hug.  See you on the other side babe, Semper Fidelis, yours forever Lule Bear

My daughter overdosed two years ago right around Christmas.  I had just learned she was addicted to heroin. She said that going through that experience changed her.  She would eventually use again, as heroin has that hold, but so far she is doing well.  But there’s always that worry that I will lose her to this disease.  I pray for my baby girl all the time.  I don’t know if she understands how much I love her and would trade with her any day.  I would.  I would take her place if that were possible to see her well again.  I love you so much, CB.  Please don’t give up on you and don’t leave me.  Mom

18 months ago my beautiful first born son, Kerry Douglas Mullaney, died of a Heroin OD. He was 26 years old. He had been clean & sober for 3 1/2 years, he loved recovery and his friends and sponsors. He  was given pain meds for hand surgery, and turned to Heroin. My son Tim & I will never be the same . Kerry made us laugh, he brought us joy, he knew us and loved us. I begged to seek help, he slipped out of our grasp. Cardinals were his favorite bird, when I see a Cardinal now, it is always bittersweet for me.

Scott Lauzon, at the age of 37 you left us. This disease has eaten you alive for years. This time was different you had it all together. You had an incredible job, just purchased a condo, staying positive. You would tell me I don’t wanna get high this time I think I finally got it.. I would say remember there are only to options if you use. Jail or death.. You were so strong.. I can’t figure out why the 1 time you relapsed that was it.. Were you celebrating your success? You were clean almost 3 years.. I am so angry, hurt and in pain. I think about you everyday. Your infectious smile that would light up any room,your heart of gold, your laugh. Our jokes. Your so loved. You are free from this disease..

I love you Scott.

I always thought their was more time.

Sweet Jay,

my best friend in better or worse, till death do us part.  You truly were the love of my life, my soulmate.  Forever stay in my heart.  I love you.

Shane Feathers, he had a heart of gold, a calm soul who lived his family dearly and would give the shirt off of his back to help someone in need. When I was trying to get clean he was like a sponsor to me, would stay up all night on the phone with me if I felt like using, just to make sure I didn’t. He leaves behind a beautiful daughter, and a ton of family that is in complete shock as well as his many, many friends. We love you Shane,  your always being thought of.

This is a tribute to my fiancé Jeanna Cavarretta This desease has taken my wife and the mother of our kids, I miss you everyday and til we meet again I will Always honor my love for you and our kids

Michael Andrew Hawco

Aka: Hawco

Loving father of Michael A.Hawco Jr. Life long partner and bestfriend of Shannon A. Lenane. Also survived by his Mother Darlene Hawco, sister Alyse Hawco & both brithers Melvin Hawco & Jeremy Hawco, many Aunts, Uncles, Nieces & Nephews. Hawco (Michael) fought this monkey on his back for many many yesrs. Never in a million years would he “Want” to leave his ONLY baby boy… He did the best he could possibly do to get that Monkey off, just was too hard for him. He will forever be in my heart…. I am soo grateful for all the memories we all share.. Hawco and my sister have been soulmates sense the you g age of 13… My sister loved and will always love him (Michael)  hole heartedly! We will never let your legacy die Hawco. Forever in our hearts… NEVER EVER FORGOTTEN! You now live through your son and other things.. Please continue to let Danmeciomo (Shannon, awkward nickname he gave my sis) know you are with her! Fly with the Angels Haw~cow~kitty

Four days from today, I will lay my mother to rest. I am the oldest of seven children and we lost our mother at the age of 39 on Saturday, August 6, 2016. We lost her to an accidental overdose of alcohol and her narcotics- Words can’t describe how numb I feel even typing these words. She was full of laughter and fun. She always loved making people laugh.. Especially with her sarcasm. We are currently waiting on my Navy sister to come home so that she can lay our mother to rest with the rest of us.

Mom, this is by far the hardest thing I have ever had to do. You were the strongest woman I know and I really need you to send me down some strength. I need it for grandma, who lost you before your time. For your siblings who can only hold onto the memories you left them. And for my younger siblings with whom you left questioning the rest of their lives.

We love you so much more than you loved yourself. We always have. We always will.

Jamie my brother 13-12-85    –    8-6-2016  I will never forget the 8th of June 2016. The day I got that phone call I always dreaded, to say you were gone. We had survived you overdosing many times before but I was never prepared for the final one. I walk around looking normal on the outside but on the inside I hurt. I hope and pray that you are at peace now.  We are all missing you and it will never be the same again. Gone too soon. Never will you be forgotten.  ❤

In loving Memory of a Daughter, Sister, Mother, Wife,  Aunt, and Friend who lost her life too soon. Marlene Rose everyday we all think of you and know that you are our Angel in Heaven, protecting us.

My only son passed on 1-14-15 from accidental o.d..R.I.P.BILLY GAYNOR ..We miss you so much, Loving you till the end of time ❤

Our beautiful youngest son, Nicholas Andrew Roark, died at home on July 30, 2016 at the age of 40.  Although the death certificate still says pending because they are waiting on toxicology results, I know that drugs — probably heroin — was the cause of his passing.  He fought the battle against heroin for at least 5-7 years, but his fight with drugs started much younger. At 17 he began smoking marijuana, and his drug use escalated from there.  He said it all started out as fun, but developed into something else, a need. I loved him so much, beyond all reason, and I miss him so much.  Although there were many bad days, there were many more good days. He had a gentle soul and tried to manage his addiction, but that beast was relentless and returned time and time again to take almost everything away from him — his career, his marriage, his motivation, his hobbies.  But it couldn’t take his kindness, his beautiful smile, his love for his family and our love for him.  I hope he is in a better place and at peace. I no longer fear death because perhaps our souls can reconnect in the afterlife, God willing.

I lost my oldest son Jesse, five weeks ago on July,2,2016 to an accidental overdose. Heroin overdose has become an epidemic in our town and all over the country. Even though you may be aware someone you love is struggling with addiction, you never think it will really happen in your family   but the truth is,,it does happen everyday to someone’s family.  There isn’t a day to pass that I don’t cry and grieve over my son, there are no words to say how much I miss my Jesse son. His brother Jacob, sisters..Elizabeth, Marlena, and Jadyn, and his little baby girl will grow up without a daddy. If you know someone who is struggling, please talk to them about getting help,  It’s true ,you can’t force someone to get helo but you can stay with them or figure something out sometimes to help them. I had my son out in jail, I begged, pleaded,  cried, got angry, still in the end,,,he is gone and our hearts are shattered forever. I pray my son is finally at peace. A greiving mom.

On August the 2nd, 2012, I lost my beautiful son David to a heroin od.  We found him on his bedroom floor, unresponsive, on July 31st.  After CPR he died on life support at Stony Brook Hospital, Long Island, New York.  After four years maybe the tears have dried up a bit, but the pain is worse everyday.  According to his friends, he had just started using.  He had no job and he had lost his driver’s licence because he drove too fast too often.  He always lived on the edge – trying physical tricks that most people would be afraid of.  He had so many friends – they all would describe him as “someone to talk to because he was non judgemental”  He had sparkling brown eyes and the hugest smile.  He dearly loved his girlfriend Michelle.  I’m a nurse.  I don’t know why I didn’t see some change in him that indicated trouble, but of God am I paying for it now.  He had always spoken against heroin – I do’t know what changed him.  But I am so sorry I was not able to help him.  It’s been four years now since I  last heard his voice, saw his smile, Had one of his hugs.  His friends would laugh because no matter what he was doing, he would stop to kiss me good-by when I was going to work.  I miss him so much it hurts.  I love him so much it hurts.   I don’t know why it was part of God’s plan to take him from me, his Dad, his brother, Michelle and so many friends.  I want him back, and we all know that doesn’t happen.  All I can do is hope I see him again some sweet day.  I love you my son.        Momma

Remembering my beautiful niece today, and every day who was lost to soon at the young age of 22, Logann Rae Coffee. Also my many friends who were taken to soon as well Jimmy Milone, Eric Christopher Johnson, and so many more.

We just passed the 2nd anniversary of the loss of my beautiful son, Jeff Dugon who passed away at the very young age of 28. This disease is horrific. I wish it on no one. I’m so sorry for what my son went through and I feel so bad for the stigma and misinformation that is out there that causes people to suffer still. And when. WHEN will our government wake up and help?

I miss Jeff with all my heart. I miss his calls, his cooking, his bouncy, silly nature. I miss his projects, his jumping the car with me on a moment’s notice to go someplace with me. Losing a child is a lifetime loss. Not a day goes by that I don’t think of him. And he has a father, brothers, friends and grandmothers who miss him dearly as well.

On August 26th, 2016 it’ll mark one year since I lost a friend who was like a brother to me. He had the best laugh, a heart of gold and was the type of guy who would give you the shirt off his back in a heart beat. I will never forget the pain I felt in my heart , deep into my soul the day I found out he passed away from an accidental drug over dose. I was always aware of his pain and inner demons but never truly knew how much pain he was in. The last time I saw my friend before he passed away suddenly I judged him because of his decisions he was making in his life at the time. Every day since he passed I wish I could take back that moment of judgement and replace it with a moment of love and acceptance. Although he may be at peace now, those he left behind still struggle with the pain of him gone in our lives. I miss him everyday and still cry for him when I am alone. A part of me died the day he died. Chris, I hope you are watching down on me and seeing that your loss has inspired me to help others. Until we meet again -RIP XXO

Janine Arnold, I miss you every day. You were my soulmate, band mate, teacher, and closest friend ever. It’s been three years and I know you have found peace but not everyone else has. Myself in particular still wonder if I had come over the day before if things may have not gone the way they did. Yes I know there were other overdoses and hospital stays. And even though I said those stays were getting to be too much I still believed that somehow that we’d get to a better place.

I still hear your voice, telling me things I needed to learn. I just wish someone else had been able to tell both of us in way that we’d really hear that things could actually change. We’ll meet again, as the song goes, don’t know where and don’t know when. But I know we’ll meet again some sunny day. Bis dann Janine.

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 ?

Dear KC, It’s been 6 years since you left us and I still miss you so much.  Your smile, your sassy personality and our times together at the salon sharing laughter, tears, frustrations and joys over the years of friendship.  I wish you’d been able to see a different choice other than the one you made but I can’t blame you for something just because I don’t understand.  You will always be beautiful and perfect to me. I keep you in my heart and I pray you are at peace.  I’m so sorry if I missed a chance to help because I didn’t see your laughter masked your pain & I just couldn’t believe someone so wonderful and full of life could ever die. I hope one day to laugh and cry with you again.  PAX.

It’s so hard to go through life after losing your son to heroin. This January 10 will be 3 years that my Billy passed away and I been lost ever since. I pray to God that he stops this vicious cycle of what is going on. Heroin is killing my town and my son. So many lives are gone. When is it enough? Something has to be done. We need people like Billy that goes by HEROIN IS KILLING MY TOWN OR HIKMT. God Bless us all.

This is a tribute for my son, Brian, who died four years ago.  You are always on my mind.

I miss and love you more than words can describe.  I pray daily that no other parent has to know this horror.  Rest in peace my beautiful, Michael John.

Almost 3 years ago you left us but I lost my father way before then. The strong man I grew up knowing was taken away long before you passed. You spent your life teaching your children to never be weak, to be strong and work hard but drugs took away that person. I miss the man that raised me so much. Your children really need you but it’s too late now.

Just over 3 years ago on July 5th I found out I lost one of my best friends to an heroin overdose. I had just seen you two days prior, you were coming out of a stint in jail & living in a half way house and you were clean. You sat on my bed with me and told me “I know this is my last chance”. 2 days later, I woke up suddenly around 11:00pm with a horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach, and the next morning I got the news that you had overdosed and passed away. I still feel you next to me, holding my hand for 6 hours while getting my first tattoo, I still hear your laugh and I carry our last hug with me every day. You were one of a kind, an old soul who never once did anything but try to support me & everybody around you, even at the hardest of times. You were kind, free spirited and I cherish all our memories together every day. July 5th changed my life, you were the one pushed me to get better- to WANT recovery for myself and for that, I am beyond thankful. You were so loved by so many people, and will always be. Rest in peace Ty, we love you forever. <3

Lost our beautiful daughter, Kasia Jurczyk, last Sept.  She passed on the 12th, then her daughter’s father died the 14th.  Their daughter turned 6 on the 17th.  The aftermath of her death is devastating to the whole family, but more than anything we lost her.  I must keep her daughter safe for the future and not let this disease touch her.  I must make sure that Kasia lives on and saves others from here on end.

I lost my beautiful 1st born son Zac at the age of only 19 years young, on 7/12/2016. My heart is completely shattered and I feel lost knowing my baby is gone! Zac was the most kindest, compassionate, smartest, and loving son that a mother could ask for! His siblings and I are completely heartbroken without him! He really wanted to beat this demon and fought hard for 2 years. He completed his last rehab this past February and was doing great. We were always so proud of him, and we told him as much as possible. Zac went missing on 7/6/16 and wasn’t found until 7/12/16. Zac’s passing has been nothing short of a living nightmare!!! We miss him terribly, as our lives are now forever changed!

My mother Lost her 31 year long battle to a heroin overdose on July 6,2016. Cindy Irwin fought as hard as she could and she also spoke of recovery to every addict she met in hopes of saving their life. Today August 6,2016 Marks 30days that my mom took her last breath, today also marks 2 weeks my brother checked himself into rehab for the same addction our mother suffered from. This doesn’t have to be ant addicts ending because there is hope over dope.

In memory of my son..Michael Alexander Roldan..forever 27.   Died July 5, 2015

We miss you very much

My beautiful boy – you were the happiest youhad ever been in your life – God was blessing you in every possible way.  ?. But you had a chronic disease you battled courageously.  You suffered from Substance Use Disorder, a cunning, baffling insidious disease with no cure but possible remission.  Ben – you were doing great and had lots of support.  In a moment of unclarity you made one poor choice and you paid the ultimate price.  You died of a heroin overdose, one week before your 24th birthday.  Our worlds are shattered forever. ?  We love you immensely and will rrner you always

My precious son, my only child Adam Richardson. You struggled with the demons for so long and are now at peace. You took a piece of my heart when you left us on November 30, 2015. But, you left me your beautiful son. He misses you every day. He tells your story and is so proud that you were his Dad. He will carry on your legacy. Not a second of each day passes by without missing you. I have always and will continue to love you with my heart and soul. Mom

I lost my Son in Jan 2015, He was in florida and was only 24 years old. My daughters and I miss him terribly and our hearts will be forever broken just as our family will always be missing a nephew , grandson, father, brother and son. This epidemic is destroying everything in its path. It has no conscience it has no regret.  It has no family so in destroys all of ours. I love you Lance H Eisele 7-29-90 ? 1-10-15..forever in our hearts and forever loved

3 years ago today you left me baby boy.  You were only 19 1/2. You left behind so many family and friends that love you. I wish I could hear your voice feel your hugs. You have touched so many lives.  I see things so differently since you left me.  If I can help one person so that their family doesn’t go thru what we go thru everyday,  then that would make me happy.  I love you….more! Willie forever in our hearts.

KJP. rest in peace.  My baby boy. Only 22 years old. He had been fighting this demon for over a year. He overdosed a couple times at home. Luckily I found him in time. The last time no one found him in time. He passed away all alone in a pizza place bathroom. My boy Kyle I miss you terribly every day and will never get over this biggest loss any one could ever go through. We had to take you off life support after 2 days. We prayed by your bed side and held your hand for 2 days praying for you to come back to us. Unfortunately we had to let you go. But through the miracle of organ donation you live on in four amazingly lucky people. Until we meet again. Amy, Caitlyn ,Matthew ,your dad and I miss you terribly. It’s like a bad dream I keep hoping to wake up from.   KJP   4/4/92   7/7/14. ???

It has been almost 9 months since Mom and Dad found you in your apartment. Just days after they gave you the $50 for mowing the lawn. $50 they will regret for the rest of their lives. We thought you were doing well. We wanted things to be going well. The shock and sadness is unbearable. It still is. You died from a cocaine+fentanyl mix. One you probably didn’t even know you bought. My little kids miss you, I miss you and mommy and daddy miss you. If there is one life I can save by posting this, I pray I can.

Our hearts are broken and life will never be the same. I lost my brother and my parents all in the same day. There is a cloud we all walk under now. I wish he knew then how loved he was and how much he mattered. How much his life mattered. He gave it no care. He trusted his life to a drug dealer off the street who killed him. He made a terrible choice.

Drugs ruin lives. People think it’s fun and I’m sure it is. But people die too young. They ruin who they have the opportunity to grow into. They fry their brains too early and lose any chance at real happiness. They hurt and damage the people who love them. Tommy, you mattered. You are so tremendously missed. 20 years of drug addiction is finally over. A tortured existence ended. A curse yet maybe a blessing for you. My heart is broken that you didn’t want to be with us my heart is broken that you left. You mattered and you were loved. I love you.

My beautiful boy Daniel Buccianri died at a festival in 2012 you were 34yo.

Your last words to me were ” I have taken something I have never had before” four hours later you died You paid the ultimate price, how I wish I could have protected you honey.

I miss you more every day, your goofy ways your smile but mostly your hugs, i love you more then ever.

Mum xo

We lost Adam Korte on 11/19/15. He was my best friend and the love of my life. He was loved by so many and truly changed everyone’s life. He deserves to be honored and remembered for the beautiful soul that he is. He had a smile and laugh that would cheer anyone up. He had the upmost respect for people, especially women. Heaven truly gained an angel that day. May God let him fly high and rest in peace. We all miss him down here.

FOR MY DAD CHARLES FORT/DAVID MICHAEL DUFFY

I miss you everyday. More importantly, I want the world to know I love you. I loved you no matter what. I wasn’t always happy about your choices but you were my dad. I hope you are smiling down on me and see the work I do, see your grandkids.  They know you. They love you. I am trained to use naloxone. EVERYONE who is dealing with addiction at all levels should do it.  I hope it is available where you may be. MY FATHER WOULD STILL BE ALIVE.

IF NOT, START A MOVEMENT TO MAKE IT AVAILABLE. IF IT IS -GET TRAINED.

I lost my baby Brother on June 17, 2016 at the age of 23 to a heroin overdose.  My heart is broken and my life is forever changed.  My thoughts and prayers go out to those addicted, the families of those addicted, and those who have suffered a lose.  I have cried everyday for the last 39 days and I wouldn’t wish this on anyone!!!  I can only hope to learn how to help others who are struggling.  RIP Kenny Boy, forever family, always in our hearts♥

Thaddeus James Svoboda, 4/10/91 – 5/24/15. Not a day goes by that I don’t miss you. You were the love of my life, my son. Our entire family misses you. I wish you were here to enjoy life with me. RIP my son, I love you.

In memory of my amazing sister Luisa- who’s soul was too beautiful for earth- who’s heart was fragile and who’s love changed the lives of everyone she ever crossed paths with.  Her body was taken by an accidental overdose after being clean and strong and fighting so hard to live.  As heartbroken as we are that we can’t see her silly smile and hear her giddy laugh we’re reminded that although she’s no longer in view- her energy is ever present…. Just a little less orderly.  #teamlu #hakunamatata #overdoseawareness

RIP Terrance Whaley II,

6/28/98 – 4/16/2014

Awareness of addiction, Needs to be a War on Addiction. Too many kids dying every day, and what is the Govt doing! Mental Illness is not addressed. My son needed long term treatment for his addictions and his Mental Illness which was brought on by the pills he became addicted to. This shouldn’t happen to any parent .

My ex’s mother was just like a mother to me.  Yes she had her demons, we all do she just could not get away from them before they took her away November 7th 2015.  I have overdosed as well but I was lucky enough to survive them and I now have just over six months clean. I feel guilty every day because I couldn’t do anything for her that day and I survived.  This disease is killing people left and right, it is time to put a stop to this, it is time to stop losing our loved ones.

My aunt died of an overdose on 2014. She battled with addiction for along time.  She was a person with so much passion. And amazing work ethic, I never knew anyone who worked as hard as her.  She loved my cousin her son more then life it’s self.  Growing up she would be at all his baseball games cheering him on.  She would speak of him with tears of pride and joy almost everytime.  I don’t know where it all went wrong.  I was young I heard stories of her having a hard child hood. I sure know my cousin did since his mom was an addict.  My uncle got full custody of him right around his 10th birthday. This broke her and eventually she went to prison for theft and possession of drugs.  She was in jail for awhile. She got out and my cousin was into drugs at this point.  He grew up around it, I remember as young kids he would talk about how he knew what bongs and bowls were and how to roll a joint. His life spiraled put of control as she was put of jail and they were using heroin together.  She over dosed shorty after she got her own place. Her granddaughter found her and her boyfriend dead after school one day.  They died of a mixture of Meth and heroin. Her heart actually exploded inside of her.  No one in the family knew my cousin was doing those drugs with his mom but he was.  And shorty after his mother died he was in jail because he was found passed out in his car with a needle in his arm just right outside his newborn daughters bedroom.  Her was clean for awhile of course while he was in jail he had no choice. He got out  and is right back in jail for the same offense.  I wish I could understand why. But I can’t. I’m so heartbroken by the loss of her. And im praying every night that he won’t die like she did.

For my angel Freddie, who’s heart stopped beating on 10/1/2015 when we had to take him off life support after a heroin overdose, revival, blood leak in his brain causing a coma for nearly 10 days, and resulting loss of blood flow to his entire brain.  I still miss you each and every single day, more than words can ever say.  You were my best friend and the man I planned on growing old with.  I still struggle with the guilt; that I wasn’t able to save you.  I still feel lonely and empty inside; but each day I stay clean I feel you closer to me.  I will never forget the day I talked to you while you were in a coma, when the doctors told me you couldn’t hear anything I was saying… but I reminded you about our plans to get a new place where our girls could spend more time together, and our future plans to have a baby… and I saw a tear come down your eye.  When I wiped it away and kept talking, another tear fell.  The doctors told me this was merely a “bodily response” but my heart tells me you heard every word.  You knew how much I loved you.  Our time together was cut short, and I will forever grieve the future we didn’t have.  You had the best smile that everyone still talks about: it lit up the room.  Even 10 months later I have many people telling me how they miss you; I wish you had known how many people care about you.  A part of my heart will forever be in heaven with you.  I will keep fighting the fight to stay clean until I see you again, my love and my best friend, forever cherished.

Erik we miss you so much. I know we will meet again. It’s been a little over a year since that day you went home. It’s been so hard here. I know your with our family that left first. That makes thing more bearable. Adam got married and you were his best man.we felt you there. We will never forget you and Helga and the blessing you left us. Love you always, til we meet again M

Overdosing is very serious. I am eighteen years old. I overdosed July 13th, 2016. Not even a month ago. I overdosed methadone and xanax. When somebody overdoses it is ALWAYS serious. Whether they have a drug addiction or not. I was in a coma for a day. My family and friends thought they were going to lose me. I am now aware of the effects of an overdose. Not only with my body, but with my family and friends as well. If you know somebody with an addiction, do not judge them or make them feel bad. Remind that person you are there for them and love them. Helplease that person as much as you can. A lot of scary things have happend to me, like flipping my vehicle back in April, but overdosing was the scariest thing that I have ever went through. Spread the word about how serious overdosing is and try to prevent an overdose if you can!

Today I honor my beautiful daughter Brooke. She was two days before her 18th Birthday when an overdose from Heroin. While she lay on  a dirty floor dying, others looked out for themselves and didn’t call an ambulance until she was dead. I believe that the universe has a way of providing. It shows its’ way in so many simple and beautiful way. I am faced with a decision. I can discuss with all of you how much I hate the man whose selfishness and addiction was so great that human life ceased to have meaning over his needs. I can share how much pain he has caused our family. We can perseverate around the decisions he made back in 2012, that not only took my daughter’s life but also killed a piece of me alongside her on that dirty floor. Most of you would join in that pain and understand how I arrived at hate, I choose another path. I choose to honor the beautiful gift that was given to me April 29, 1994 and taking away April 28, 2012. A almost perfect circle of 18 years. Brooke was the embodiment of light in a dark world. She was wise beyond her years and often taught me the lessons of Grace and Love long before I understood the academics of adverse childhood experiences and trauma.

In honor of Brooke I choose to find Beauty and Love where there should be Darkness and Pain. Each day I will share with you an experience of good, so that we may rejoice together in the glimmers of the Angels of light among us. In the end, Love is how true change happens.

I lost my only brother on June 16, 2016. My heart aches for everyone who has ever felt this unbearable pain. Something NEEDS to be done about this epidemic. So many beautiful lives lost.

Free To Paint The Sky, I miss you every second of every day Jordan Tyler!!! Fly free

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.

My cousin and best friend Lil Bobby

Lost his life to heroin June 2015

He left behind two beautiful sons

Remember growing up he was my best friend we got into everything together including drugs I always learned my lesson and he never did there is hope YOU CHOOSE gone but never forgotten R.I.P to all

In remembrance of my younger brother, Sean, who passed away of an overdose on May 5, 2016, at the age of 25. It wasn’t supposed to be this way. Never give up on your loved ones battling this disease. They can’t do it without you.

I lost the love of my life the man that made me who I am. He struggled with addiction to Meth and heroin and the lifestyle. He was a great man and touched the life’s of many. He left behind many loved ones by that one fatal shot. I pray people can fight the struggle and get clean before it kills them. In loving memory of Clayton John Celley

RiIP Brandon “Freddie” Sutherland, who passed too soon of a herion overdose on June 5, 2014 on the streets of Baltimore, leaving behind a beautiful daughter who was 6 at the time.

My Beautiful Son Ephraim David Schultz, Born July 19, 1983 passed May 12, 2005. He is forever 21 years old. Loved, remembered and missed every day!

Ephraim was kind, generous, loyal to his Family and altruistic.

His memory lives on in our hearts every day.

Until we meet again my son .

Loving you always,

Mom and your brother Josiah.

My Beautiful, intelligent Daughter Samantha “SAMMI” Henehan lost her battle to addiction April. 10, 2016 at the age of 23 years old. To a heroin overdose. She was my only Daughter !! I lost my Daughter, bestfriend and my Heart that day!!!

Lost my dear nephew Feb 29,2016 to a heroin overdose things have not been the same. Was with him the day he was born was there the day he died he was like my own child he was my sons best friend. He had so many people who loved him and still love him. We all need to reach out to help stop heroin use. Miss you and love you Samuel Haley RIP..

My son Jonathon Wayne Miller overdosed 4-28-2016 he left be hind his addicted partner of 14 years and their 2 children

I lost my only child 11/29/09 to this awful disease of addiction. Not a day goes by that I don’t think about him. He tried , we tried , Heroin won! Doing as much as I can to help other addicts get and stay sober! Love to all of you! Rest now my sweet Kevin J. Mullane . Forever 21.

Darryl Smith will always always be missed there isnt a day that goes by that gets any easier.

Darryl smith you are forever in my heart and missed deeply

To my beautiful son Dylan known to most as (Moranimal) gone to soon but never ever forgotten. Think of you of second every breath..I love you my sweet angel .Mom

My brother died of a cocaine overdone on 5/10/2014

RIP James Pinka!  I miss you everyday! And will never forget you and will always keep your memory alive and honor your life that was taken too soon by this terminal disease of addiction. No more suffering for you my friend. I hope you are flying high with the Creator! Fly on my friend, until we meet again… ?❤

My son Bobby Nunzio Giovino overdosed January 6th 2016 from heroin Fentanyl. He had been clean for two years and relapse. He tried countless times to get clean and get  help which was not available for him. Bobby suffered from addiction for 10 years he was 25 years old.

Everytime u c me post this I’ve had to add someone to the list ..

I wrote this song in dedication to all those we have lost to heroin/addiction overdose .. And to the families and loved ones may this bring you comfort…

R.I.P Donna Castrucci (mom)

R.I.P Laura Mullen (girlfriend)

R.I.P Christine Hessel (cousin)

R.I.P Mark Mercurio (friend)

R.I.P Erik Justice (friend)

R.I.P Shane Cullen (friend)

R.I.P Lauren Fredrick (friend)

R.I.P Brian Lang (friend)

R.I.P Scott Woods (friend)

R.I.P Jason Thomas (friend)

R.I.P Shannon Bessey  (friend)

R.I.P Amanda Maxwell (friend)

R.I.P Scott Little (friend)

R.I.P Kristen King (friend)

R.I.P Scot Philbert (friend)

R.I.P Kevin Doan (friend)

R.I.P Justin Price (friend)

R.I.P Mark Marksberry (friend)

R.I.P Stephen Diehl (friend)

R.I.P Danny Caudill (friend)

R.I.P Brandon Alcorn (friend)

R.I.P Timmy Conners (friend)

R.I.P Rick Weaver (friend)

R.I.P Dustin Pittard (friend)

R.I.P Ericka Griffin (friend)

R.I.P Cyndie Mattingly (friend)

R.I.P Luther Combs (friend)

R.I.P Nychol Jefferies (friend)

R.I.P Clint Smith (friend)

R.I.P Lamonte Hubbard (friend)

R.I.P Lora Woodward (friend)

R.I.P Cory Boehm (friend)

R.I.P Nelson Gonzalez (friend)

R.I.P Erica Workman (friend)

R.I.P Tyler McCabe (friend)

R.I.P Carrie Schille (friend)

R.I.P Brandy Mae Lunsford (friend)

R.I.P Kaitlynn Marshall (friend)

R.I.P Dave Mack (friend)

R.I.P Leah Biggs (friend)

R.I.P Craig Harrison (friend)

R.I.P Andy Clemmons (friend)

R.I.P Jimmy Hoyt (friend)

R.I.P Kyla Williams (friend)

R.I.P Seth Saylor (friend)

R.I.P Stephanie Osterman (friend)

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I lost my son, Mason Kash.  He had fought addiction from 14 to 25.  My heart is shattered.  He left a brother and sister who are devestated.  July 3 2016 was the day he went to heaven and took my heart with him.

Always remembering you, Tim!! ❤️

I lost my son Luis Burks on 07/16/2016 to heroin OD. His service was today. I miss him so much and he had a 3 year old little girl that misses him too. I’m hoping by getting involved in awareness and prevention, I can help save others so no other parent or child has to endure this pain.

Alisha Rose Federici,  I love and miss you dearly. You are forever in my heart. XOXO

My cousin Dawn & my nephew Coley. Forever in our hearts. Your pain became our sorrow when you left us. Thinking of you always. Love U 4ever & a day.

My best friend I miss you so much not a day goes by you are not thought of till we see each other again youll never be forgotten. In memory of Jessica Mcquiston

2/5/88-2/13/16

There Are Quite A Few Angels That Heaven Has Gained • From A Boyfriend Of Eight Years Keith • Two Weeks Later His Best Friend Eric • The Mother Of My Stepchildren • My Bestie Brandi (She Is Actually In Recovery) • Heroin Destroyed My Life Even Though I Never Touched A Drop • I Have Watched Some Lose Everything Including Their Life • But I Have Also Watch Some Persevere • Remember That People Do Not Necessarily Choose To Be An Addict • The Drug Chooses You To Become A Victim • May We Have A Moment Of Silence For Those Who Are Gone But Never Forgotten !!!

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Since this date i lost the love of my life.. But after 8 years of using this opened my eyes. I have 2 choices live or die.. N i choose to live… Not everybody gets this chance… I know its extremely hard on parents n friends who love that person… The best advice i can give is NEVER GIVE UP ON THEM.. They hate themselves already. Tough love DOES NOT WORK. Only makes things worse… Peace,love n joy to all

GOD SPEED

brandi

I love n miss u jason pustelnik EVERYDAY,fly high babe

Seeing my only son, Timothy, struggle with heroin addiction was heartbreaking and confusing. The disease took it’s course, despite the attempts to stave it off. Travel, rehab treatments (x 3). No diversion was enough to permanently stop the heroin from taking Tim’s life. Even the 911 call and the Narcan on that last day woke him up for a few minutes and then he spiraled out of consciousness and was gone. How can anyone be consoled from this loss? I miss him every day, hour, minute. How sad it is that Tim died at 29 years young. He lived an amazing life and was an accomplished scuba diver and world traveler. He loved books and films. Intelligent and humble, Beautiful person inside and out….I think of all the good things and try to stay so busy, but, the loss is too significant for me to express. There simply are no words. Thank you for the time that I had with this beautiful child. Thank you to the people that try to still bring happiness to my broken heart. I love you Tim. Sweet dreams forever.

PRINCE was my favorite human being of all time. He had more influence on the trajectory of my course in life than any friends or family members. I miss him dearly.. my dearly departed Prince Rogers Nelson. Please don’t let his death be just another overdose. We need to stop this deadly practice. ?

On January 14 ,2014 my 28 year old daughter laila dene Eubanks went home to be with our father. I woke up to make coffee and the doorbell rang,it was a homicide detective. A call or a knock on the door i always feared.my daughter was i should say is a beautiful, kind, loving woman and mother, who unfortunately as laila put it.”was chasing the high”.she left behind a beautiful daughter, who is a mini her and a son,she has taught me alot and a day dorsnt go by i dont think of her and talk to her, i will never be the same again, what mother could be.but im trying.its very hard.god bless you laila i love you to the moon heaven stars and back,until we meet up again xxxxxxxxooooooo mamma

My son James R Welch overdose March 17th 2016 hardest 5 months of my life I love you and I miss you baby

*Jeanne Jones*

A Saturday morning does not go by that I do not miss your friendship and our many laughs.together. I know you are at peace and I will see you again one day.

You are gone but not forgotten my friend. XOXO

In loving memory of Scott, Anthony, Matt, Garret, and My love Sam. You are dearly missed.

We lost our son, Jesse to an overdose on January 18, 2015.  He languished for 19 days until he died on February 5, 2015.  He never regained consciousness after we found him in the bedroom, totally blue faced.  I performed CPR as we waited for the ambulance to arrive.  It seemed like an eternity before they finally came to our home.  The police and firetrucks arrived first but they did not have Narcaine  or the ability to administer it.  By the time they took him out of our home, Jesse was breathing again.  The EMT’s assured us that he would make it.  The next day we met his younger brother Paul at the hospital and we had a meeting with the Doctors.  They said they were performing tests and couldn’t tell us much at that point.  The Doctor did end the meeting by saying, “miracles happen all the time”.  We were in such shock, that we couldn’t hear what the Doctor was trying to tell us.  Then we went into see our son. He was on a ventilator and hooked up to many tubes etc.  We still believed he would make it. He was only 31 years old, after all, way too young to die.  No one had said he wouldn’t so far.  Three days later we attended a meeting with the Doctors and they told us Jesse was in a Persistent Vegetative State and would not come out of it.  We agreed to take him off the ventilator that evening.  Surprise, Jesse could breathe on his own.  We were very positive that he would come out of this coma like state and say “Hey, what’s going on?”  He did not come out of his PVS and we eventually had him transferred to Hospice.  They kept him sedated for 5 more days until he finally took his last breath at 2:20 am.  The addiction was over, his wife and children were left with no father or spouse.  We were left without our beautiful perfect son that we had taken such a delight in his birth and all his milestones.  A year and a half later his father can’t work, they say he has Complicated Grief.  We think of Jesse every minute of everyday.  We miss him, we love him and we wouldn’t wish him back with the disease of addiction to fight again, for one minute.  He fought long and hard and he lost.  We all lost a wonderful young man, who loved with all his heart, was an amazing Dad, Son, Brother and Spouse.  Jesse will never be forgotten as long as all of us take a breath.  And that will be a long, long time as he left a daughter 10 years old and a son 2 years old.

Beloved and loving, my first born son, Alex Moorhead. Missing you til we meet again, honey.

Justice it’s been almost one year since that awful day. August 23rd, 2015 will be a day I will never forget. I thank God you were with me that day, you could have been with anyone that day or you could have been alone, and no one should die alone. I know you were scared. The look on your face as I drove you to the ER will never be erased from my mind. I hope in some small way you were comforted knowing you were with the one person who loved you more than anything in this world. I am so sorry sweetheart that I couldn’t  do more to help you, I know you hated this life of addiction and I am so sorry that there were not enough good programs or services when you reached out for help. I miss you baby girl! I will spend the rest of my life  counting the days until I can laugh with you again! #justicesfight

Mikey Messer was one of the greatest men I’ve ever met. I instantly fell in love with his charisma, his contagious laughter, his beautiful smile that lit up a room, his huge heart of gold, and his faith. Mikey and I had been together almost 2 years and had our daughter just 5 weeks before he passed. He was an amazing boyfriend, father, friend, brother and son. We all miss him dearly.

On 10/15/14 I lost my beautiful 25 yr old son to a herion od. I will forever be grateful for him in my life. I pray for all moms who have this eventful loss. Keith William Cody Wdowikowski

9 9 89….10 15 14

On June 18,2016 my life changed forever I almost lost my life I overdosed on prescription medication , I was hospitalized and my stomach was pumped and I had a tube in my nose , 7 stomach shots 5 different iv’s in my body , I lost control over my mouth , my words and I now have been diagnosed with conversion disorder which are very similar to seizures . I can’t control my eyes , or my body and I shake all over , I no longer can drive , shower alone , get dressed on my own , or be alone I’m 21 years old and now I feel like a new born baby .

I know lots of people who are missing you Salena….and wished I had been involed when you were struggling.  But your memory lives on, in my step daughter’s heart.

My son Dagun Dakota Smith 3/18/93 – 12/31/2014.. Gone too soon.. our lives will never be the same.. he left behind 3 brothers,  Cody, Trevor, Rylund and 1 sister Abigail.. we miss him so much..

I lost my son, Jonathan Taylor Nelson o 2/12/15 to a heroin overdose. He was 24 years old. My life and family is forever changed. I miss him with every breath I take.

Although I struggled for years to push you to get sober, you did not want it. No matter how many lock ups I did, your heart was one I couldn’t get. You decided on your own to prove us all wrong, and your final punishment was to make me be the one to watch. I chose to stop the doctors, I live with my decision every day. Your addiction still affects me every day of my life… Did I kill you by pulling that plug? or did you?  Thanks mom….

The unloved daughter of addict who died from an overdose

To my cousin and dear friend. Gone but Never forgotten

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.

I lost my dear sweet son Brandon to a heroin overdose on April 26, 2013. He was only 29 years old.  Still not a day goes by, that I don’t miss his smile, his touch, his voice.  Children are NOT supposed to go before their parents!  It’s just so unfair!  Something needs to be done about this!  We are losing far too many lives due to this addiction!  This drug does NOT discriminate!These are kids from all walks of life.  Most come from loving homes!  For those people who may judge them for being addicts- these kids were just as precious to us, as yours are to you.  They are NOT bad people!  They have a disease, and it’s called addiction!  I pray that something gets done about this addiction, before we lose more lives to this drug!  My heart and prayers go out to all parents, who have lost a child to this addiction-and to anyone else who has lost a loved one to heroin addiction

My son, Elliot James Bonura, passed on Oct. 28th, 2012. He is forever 20 in heaven. His addiction started at age 17 and progressed very quickly. I got the call in the wee hours of the morning…from his cell phone. One of the people he was with called to tell me he had overdosed. His life was hanging my a thread when we got to the hospital. After many attempts to revive him, the tests showed that je was brain dead. Being the loving, caring, selfless person that he was,  he was kept on life support for a few days to prepare him for organ donorship. He saved 3 other lives, and in his last hour he gave others a lifetime.

He has just gone ahead of me, and he is waiting for me to get to Heaven. He is deeply missed and deeply loved. I honor him every day by being his voice, his heart and his laughter.

God removed his suffering and today he is free and lives in the Ultimate love.

Always in my heart Forever 22 Joshua J. Payne

Our wonderful, caring, full of life son passed away of a Heroin overdose on 12/23/15. Our Jason was a Warrior when it came to trying to overcome his addiction, but with great sorrow in our hearts, he was not able to win his war. His turmoil is over, he is at peace now, but our grief is overwhelming. We love and miss our son more than words can say.

Jason Freburger… 9/13/86 – 12/23/15

In loving memory of our son, Dominic, forever 23.  Dominic lost his battle to the disease of addiction on April 2, 2008.  Dominic is greatly missed by his mother, father and sister, Alexis as well as many aunts, uncles, cousins and friends.

Saddest moment was the medics telling me you had passed away, over the phone.

Your SSI I’d tried helping you get to apts to apply for, came as first lump sum payment,

2 days after you were found dead.

In time to bury you.

I pray you found a better place, with a great view of ballgames.

Angels Away.

My son Dominique Gregory was 28 years old when he overdosed on what he thought was heroin and it turned out to be a drug that was 10,000 times stronger than morphine. He was the 4th person that died that day, July 10th, 2016. He struggled with the disease of addiction for many years. He started on pills and then I found out he was using heroin, which through me for a loop. As a recovering addict myself with over 14 years, I saw how the disease took control of my baby. He was doing everything that we addicts do to get high, but in those rare moments when his 3 year old daughter was around, he was the greatest father on earth. Running around with her, playing in the grass, just being a kid with his baby. It has been 17 days since he died and I still feel his presence and expect him to walk through the door.  I have comfort in the fact that he was at home when he died and that the guy who sold him that bad stuff is in jail and will be for a long time. Being clean and attending meetings keeps me safe. I miss my son DOMINIQUE EVAN GREGORY

My daughter, Lauren, died June 11th, 2016 from a accidental drug overdose. She was 21yrs old. She had struggled for 3 yrs with addictions to Xanax and Heroin. She had overcome it a number of times after multiple treatment programs, but always relapsed. She had been clean for the last 6 months, moved to Austin to begin a new independent life, was applying for jobs, making friends, enjoying the art and music scene. She was found dead in her car 3 weeks after she moved. She relapsed again for the last time.

Her main issue was extreme, dehabilitating anxiety which she self-medicated for. She had been to multiple psychiatrists over the years but the medication treatment only worked temporarily. The anxiety was her demon which she could not overcome.

She was a beautiful, creative, kind,free-spirited woman. She left behind 2 devastated parents and sisters, as well as many family members and friends.

We fell so bad for her, she would be so mad if she knew this happened, her life was just starting. I am so sorry this happened to her and wish I could have made her anxiety go away. I wish I could trade places with her. She was very loved by so many people and left so much beautiful artwork, photography, and memories behind. She is free now and not hurting anymore. We just all miss her dearly. Luv ya lots, Mom

My niece  Amanda was only 22 years old when she overdosed.  She had struggled with drugs for a couple of years. She has tried to get Cottam a couple of times,  but it never stuck. My son was a herion  addict also. Rhett both had become consumed by the world of herion.  They both became homeless.  But they stuck together like always they were best friends from birth.  In July of 2015 Amanda did herion without my son.  She was with some unknown people and overdosed. She was found in the woods face down,  unconscious.  They did everything they could but after her parents found out shaggy was brain dead,  they let her go.

This tragedy has left a Niue hole in many people’s hearts.  She was a beautiful girl with a lot to give.  Her light burned out way to so because of this awful drug.

Herr passing has taught us about life. It has taught my best friend and my son they don’t want to do that anymore there is another way.  If we can lastminute.com from these life’s that have been burned out way to soon than their not in vain.

I love and miss you Amanda I will think of you always and remember your smile beauty and fun personality. Thank you for blessing me with your life.  With all my love

My sister’s only son and my only nephew died from a methadone overdose on 8-10-2009. He was 30 years old. A doctor who has had his license since revoked who was responsible for many deaths prescribed my nephew 600 methadone tablets and 90 oxycontin for a one month period. Our Brandon was dead two days later from respiratory failure. He battled for 10 years with his addiction and battled with depression. We all miss him something terrible. He had a heart of gold and would do anything to help others. He loved to fish and loved monster trucks and four wheeling and mudding. His was a very talented landscape designer and had extensive knowledge in horticulture. His smile could light up a room. I miss hearing his laugh and seeing that twinkle in his eye. He was a very handsome young man and our family will never be the same   ~ Brandon Webster Bunkley ~  10-2-1978 ~ 8-10-2009

Not an hour goes by that I don’t think of my son Jimmy.  I lost him to heroin on August 29th, 2015 he was 34. Although it’s been almost a year, it’s still hard to believe he’s gone.  I watched him for almost 14 years battle his addiction.  He had so many people and family members that loved him and supported him but in the end it just wasn’t enough.  I’m still not sure what the answer to this terrible addiction is.  Jimmy was a one of a kind kid…….tough as nails, but so good hearted and kind.  He left behind two children Kade and Ricky who he absolutely adored.  They are the reasons that I’m still here.  The pain at times is so unbearable…….it’s hard enough losing someone that you love, but even harder knowing that it could have been prevented with the right and available treatment.  I am not embarrassed or ashamed how my son passed for I now know it’s a disease. I miss you every minute of every day Jim and please know that I love you more than anything else in the world…….you were my world.  Love mom.

I miss my brother everyday…

On June 23, 2008 my beloved nephew Mark Christopher Southford passed away from a heroin overdose, he had just turned 41 years old. He struggled with addiction for many years but had been clean for almost a year when he ran into an old girlfriend who had also been clean for a shorter period of time. I think because they had been clean for a period of time that when they made the decision to get high together, that the drug was too powerful for their body to handle and they both overdosed. Mark was my sister’s only child and the oldest grandchild in our family. He was handsome and kind and would help anyone with anything, just as he was doing that day because the old girlfriend had just gotten out of jail and told him she had no place to go, so he got her a motel room just about 2 miles from my house and that is where they both were found dead from an overdose. In the days prior to that we phoned him constantly because he always checked in, and because he had not changed his address from mine – the police went there but I had just sold my house so there were a few days when they didn’t know where or how to contact his family and we could not locate him. We finally went to the police station right by my house and it was then we learned that Mark was dead. He was so close to my house and I passed that motel every single day on my way to and from work and it kills me to know that in those days he was there and I did not know. After he passed once in a while when I would pass that motel the door to the room he had been found in is open I guess because the room is being cleaned and I can see the bed. The police report says that the friend was lying on the bed and he was on his knees at the side of the bed. It was so painfull to go past that motel that I started to go a longer way just so I wouldn’t have to pass it and then I moved away. Mark was loved so much and is missed by his Mom and family every day, he was like a son to me and called me his “second” mother. People need to start understanding that addiction is a disease not a choice. I am so sick of hearing people that do not understand addiction saying that addicts “choose” this, give me a break honestly who would choose this life? Addicts need treatment just like people with a medical problem need treatment, not jail or nothing at all. I love you Mark, I miss you so much and hope one day to see you again.

Meghan Dara… SHELL.?? Chris…Love you. Thank God for N.A.

I’m posting in memory of my son, Ryan Snyder. He passed away on Nov. 5, 2010 from a heroin overdose. Ryan was 21 years old. He’s loved and missed every day by his family and friends.

We lost our amazing son, Jon to an accidental overdose from prescription drugs on July 7, 2014. He was 26 and embarking on a happy life working on his software start up, enjoying time with his girlfriend and had just welcomed a new puppy into his world.The devastating impact this has had is beyond words and we need to continue to bring awareness and education about the dangers of prescription drugs.

I lost my son Jordan, my one and only child. The light of my life on April 11, 2016 at the age of 24, he had battled his addiction for about 8 or 9 years, been to rehab, suffered one overdose in 2013, but this time he had been clean and sober for just shy of eight months. It was different because it was his choice on his terms, he made the decision to change his life.  Jordan was the most loving person you could know he had a huge heart and would do anything for anyone, everyone loved him.  He had everything going for him, this time around he was happy and often said, “I didn’t know life could be so good, I didn’t know I could be this happy, I’m really happy mom, I’m going to do this.”.  On April 11, he went out with a so called friend had some drinks, I was told he was talked into getting some heroin the “friend” wanted to try it, Jordan decided he wasn’t going to let someone else get hooked… He took the heroin himself that was the last thing Jordan did.  In doing so he saved this so called friend but sacrificed his own life.  The friend didn’t take Jordan to the hospital…. My son is gone but I know without any doubt that he rest in the arms of God and I will see him again.

In honor of my dearest daughter who accidentally overdosed on her husband’s methadone August 11, 2011. She left behind three little girls that my husband and I are raising.

Our city and county try need more help financially to help others overcome addiction and accidental overdoses.

Thank you

I lost my beloved son, Alexander John Fosso, on December 12, 2011.  He was only 22 years old.  He overdosed on Methadone and Xanax.  Alexander was a sweet man whom everyone loved.  He always thought of others and would do anything for a friend.  He was a wonderful son to his mama.  I miss him everyday.  Until we are reunited, Alexander, I love you.

On October 23, 2011 my husband Chris overdosed on heroine and died in my then 23 yo sons arms. He loved God and his family and he would’ve never done this intentionally. He simply wanted to get high. The disease of addiction demands utter devotion, even unto death. May he forever rest in the peace his mind & body could never find in this existence. I will always be Krackers Butterfly.

I lost my son, Vinny Weiss, on December 22, 2015 to heroin and prescription drugs. He was the most caring person, always thinking about others. He had a good relationship with God. He was a son, a brother, a grandson, a nephew, and a friend to so many people that when we had his viewing the people never stopped coming in the funeral home. The thing that sticks out the most in peoples’ minds was his smile and infectious laugh. He could light up a room. Oh, he certainly had his faults. One thing is for sure, he wanted to stop using. He could never say no to the draw of the drug. He had just come out of a rehab after 8 months of being cooped up. He had gained weight and his brain was functioning better than it had in years He was going to NA meetings twice a week and then had a setback. His parole officer wanted him to go 5 days a week. So he did. I dropped him off at the church just like every other day and I got a phone call from a “supposed” friend before it was time to pick him up. There was an accident in the church’s bathroom he told me. I was only 5 minutes away. When I got there, the EMT said he was already blue, not breathing and no heartbeat when they arrived. They had hit him with 4 or 6 doses of Narcan. His friends didn’t call for help right away. They were too busy cleaning up the scene. They left him die. That’s what hurts the most! I will never have my son back, but I know without a doubt that his soul is with God, and that I will see him again someday. But for now, I have to live for my other son and grandchildren.

My beautiful daughter, Marianne died on her birthday, February 21, 2016. She would have been 26 years old. It was an accidental overdose. We had been battling her Rx’s drug use for 3 years. Rehab’s, jail and 12 step groups just didn’t work for her. It was so hard watching her go through all that.

She had such a big heart. She loved helping people. She also loved animals. I can’t believe she’s gone. I still catch myself wanting to call her and go out for dinner or coffee. Spending time with her always felt good. She had a spiritual side that would light up a room. She was loved by many This is the most painful thing I’ve ever gone through. I not only lost my daughter, I lost a friend.

I lost my precious daughter, on Nov 1, 2014. She was 32 years old, and the mother of 3. She was my best friend. Living each day without her is a struggle. I hate what drugs is doing to so many every day. It destroys so many lives. I share her testimony when I can to spread awareness. ?

Nicholas Arace my only child died of a overdose on December 1, 2013 he was 26 years old.

We lost our middle son, Sean on March 28, 2011.  He was found alone in a Motel Room.  The autopsy said toxic effects of meth, but we believe that he actually overdosed on a drug called 1.4 BDO.  The BDO didn’t show up on a tox screening, but the last person that was with him told us that was the drug he had with him at the time.  His older brother had overdosed but thankfully pulled through just a month before and told us that it was called BDO.  This drug is  similar to GHB.  Sean was an actor and had been an extra in one of Tyler Perry’s television sitcoms.  He had a heart of gold.  Before he died he had wanted to form an organization called Families Against Drugs to help families dealing with addiction.  He died before it became a reality and with God’s help, we picked up on his vision and formed the organization in his memory.  Sean left behind a son and a daughter whom he loved with all his heart.  I believe that what plagues me the most is that people don’t want to open their eyes to this growing epidemic unless it happens to someone that they love.  I suppose that was how I was too though, not realizing the heartache that goes along with OD deaths.  I wish more people would get involved and bring awareness to their communities.  We miss our son every single second of every single day and some days are still so overwhelming.  Sean left a huge hole in our family.

I lost my youngest son, Brett, on April 27, 2015.  It was the worst day of my life.  I go through that day over and over in my mind and think of him and miss him every single moment.  The pain is unbearable at times, I just feel so lost.  I wish something could be done about this horrible situation of losing our loved ones.  I miss you every day Brett…..until God calls me to the other side.

Missing my mom n step dad from this disease. My mom intentionally overdosed 2 months after my step dad passed from hep c. Luv n miss them both. R.I.P

My husband Michael carey Jr passed away from an overdose on 5/15/15 Michael was the love of my life. He was  a good man with a heart of gold the best father husband son friend anyone could have. If i have learned anything from this it is that are Drugs powerful enough to destroy everything in its way please get help another wife mother daughter son should not have to bury their loved one over drugs!!! Awareness, reach out ,educate yourself  you always think it won’t be you .In living memory of Michael carey Jr xoxoxo

I lost my precious son Jimmie Dec 3, 2014 from a meth overdose. He was 20, my gift from God! Not a moment goes by that I do not think of him . The struggle is real. Drugs are evil and kill our loved ones! Till we meet again, love you momma!?

I’m deeply sadden over the overdose rate in this country. In the past ten years, I have lost four of my children to overdoses. Joey, age 31, Timmy, age 22, Lauren, age 26 and Stephen, age 29. They were all very special to me. They are missed each and every day. The pain of losing them, never goes away. Sometimes, it is almost unbearable. I live with memories of each of them. I could go on and on, but, we all know that our lives have been changed forever. We must go on and try to defeat this epidemic that is killing at a alarming rate. Each day I wake up and hope it gets better, but, wonder if it ever will!!!

Miss u so much, Merriett was just getting her life together. At 16 her and her mom were in a head on collision with a D.D Merriett was thrown through the vehicle and her Mother suffered fatal injuries , after a week they made the DEVESTATING decision to take her off life support as she was declared “Brain-Dead” Merrietts life was NEVER the same. She tried Numerous times to get clean but ultimately passing away due to accidental overdose! She was my Partner, and Best Friend and is Terribly missed

I lost my oldest child, Brittni Renae Peel, on May 11, 2012 at the age of 22.  The autopsy showed “accidental intoxification”.  It was a combination of xanax and methadone.  She left behind her younger brother and sister.  She had battled for at least 8 years, she would do good here and there or just got better at hiding it.  Alcohol was her worst enemy and then she got introduced to pills.  She had a heart of gold and would never hurt a soul, but she struggled, struggled every day, however I can say this,  she would tell ppl all the time, you can believe what you want but I know, Jesus walks with me everyday and she would always tell me “mom, if God takes me thats his will, nothing we can do about it, but you have to live..”  Miss that girl every second of every day.

For my son. Mike. Who died from OD on 5/14/16 We miss u every day❤️

In memory of my daughter, Alissa Marie Giandonato, who became an angel on May 6, 2014.   She was only 20 years old.

My son Tim Toman passed on 6/21 after losing battle to addiction. My heart is broken from his OD

I love and miss you everyday I’m so sorry that happened to you Matt. r.I.p

Date: December 10,2008

Tribute:

I lost my 18 yr old son to a methadone overdose on this day.

My handsome wonderful nephew David (Davey Jones)left us on February 4th 2015. He was 21. He was so extremely smart and talented. He could draw and write! He even wrote poems about addiction, they were very dark.  I cherish the time that we had together. Such a waste of a great person with unlimited  potential. He was so kind,always wanted to help people. I  miss him so much and think of him everyday!    My David I am so sorry that I wasn’t able to save you!! My life will never be the same as well as the rest of your family. We miss you so much and love you with all our hearts!! You know I love you more my David. Forever Young  smooches

My Father passed away after a week struggle in the hospital. When the blood was no longer flowing in the brain, he was brain dead. We decided, my sister brother and I. That out of respect of my fathers wishes we would let him naturally pass and unplug his life support. Nothing was working with the machines. So we did what we thought to be right. Within five mins his heart stopped. He passed away, from a heroin overdose. One of the hardest weeks of my life. I miss and love my father Stephen Reed very much. Only hope of our great Lord gives me hope and faith. Thanks for letting me share.

Amanda Lawrence

My 24 year old son Anthony Michael died from heroin/fentanyl overdose on May 2, 2015 after an 8 year struggle with addiction. Im so saddened to hear about the increasing number of overdoses in our community every single day. It must stop! Im grateful for forums like this that help bring awareness and to let people know that those who overdosed and died are peoples children, siblings, spouses, friends etc.. They were NOT just junkies who deserved to die like some ignorant folks still think! We need to make people more comfortable about asking for help and erase the stigma of “not my child”. May all of those who passed soar with the angels and i wish you all that are grieving some peace♡

PAUL GARCIA II

Sunrise 11/04/1985

Sunset 04/07/2015

Fly High….

My husband Matthew Thomas Wickizer is and was the most amazing man I’ve ever known. He battled his addiction for about 10 years, but after 2 attempts at rehab, heroin won on April 9th,2016. It took us all by surprise and I’m honestly still having a hard time processing the fact that the love of my life is gone. I will never be the same person after all this.We were married for 4 short but sweet years. It’s so easy to hide addiction in the beginning but eventually it takes over everything.  He wanted a better life and I could see the fight every day. I hate drugs and what they do- tear families apart and take loved ones away too soon. I’d give anything to have him back. I love you Matt! I hope our journey will help others and save lives somehow. God bless.

Knowing  my son was using heroin was a total surprise to me. September 6 2015 I got a call that my son Jonathan was in the hospital a victim of drug overdose. His friends that he was with labor day weekend took him to  a local park in our city and purchased heroin. He burned it on aluminum foil and sniffed the fumes. According to doctors this method is worse than using a needle because it travels straight to your brain. They call it chasing the dragon. After doing this he was put into the backseat of his car because he was so high he could barely walk. He was driven around tow for 2 to 3 hours by his acquaintances because they thought he would sleep it off. Meanwhile the tissue in his body was breaking down due to lack of oxygen. He lived 20 days in a coma before his brain herniated (burst) around his brainstem.

Jonathan was a kind soul who wanted to help the people he thought were less fortunate than him. He was always willing to lend a hand to help others. Actually that was how he ended up with these 2 people he was with. They called him to drive them to the hospital because one of them was pregnant. That last good deed cost him his life. I love you Jonathan. I told you Jesus never leaves or forsakes us now you know this because you are with him. He turned 21, 6 days before he died.

I lost my son Jacob Paddy to a heroin overdose July 19, 2013.  The worse day of my life. Jake was 23 and started his addiction after being percsribed Oxycotin after an injury.   We did rehab, tough love, he even did a lil jail time.   Jake was a love.  Everyone liked him he made a room light up.  Jake had about 2 years sober had an ATV accident and had to have surgery so he could get back to work sooner.  The doctor prescribed him pain medicine knowing he was in recovery.  Of course Jake filled the prescription no one wants to be in pain but it started all over again.  The pills ran out – heroin is cheap within 2 months my son is dead.  Since his death I now am a huge advocate and help others so their families don’t have to live this hell.  Jacob’s death with never be in vain.  I love you baby ??

My son died 6 weeks ago today from the affects of a drug overdose. He had been in a medically induced coma for 26 days.

His name was Ryan and he was 35 when he died.

He died from the damage to his lungs of pulmonary aspiration, he had no other medical problems he just was never again able to breathe for himself.

He was my firstborn and I loved him so much, I’ll miss him forever and I’ll never get over or understand what happened to my beautiful boy.

Our beloved Jay we miss you I hope that you have found peace and know we carry you with us I our hearts we will see you on the other side love auntie Tonys

Two days ago my 22 year old son, Geoff, found his lifelong best friend, Zakk, dead of a heroin overdose. He called 911 and tried CPR but it was too late. Now, Geoff is helping the family plan the funeral. As a mom, I feel profound sadness for my son; that he is having to go through this and will live the rest of his life with that memory. I also miss Zakk desperately — he was like another son to me and went with us on vacations and day trips and when we ate out. His birthday would have been the 24th and my younger son’s is the 25th and we always celebrated their birthdays together. This year’s celebration won’t feel like much of a celebration. No parent should have to bury their child 2 days before their 23rd birthday.

Zakk was a beautiful kid, patient and kind and showing so much love. He always kissed me on the cheek when he saw me and would say “Hello, Beautiful!”. His internal struggles weren’t always apparent on his smiling face. Heroin is an awful drug and so much more needs to be done about prevention and helping addicts escape it’s grip. We are losing an entire generation of young people to something that consumes and destroys their lives.

My son, Erik Wainwright died of a meth/heroin overdose on 4-15-16, days after being released from jail, to the streets because the lawyer didn’t think rehab was in his best interests. A shining soul shines no more.

On December 10, 2015 I lost my second son Aaron to a prescription drug overdose. He was a beautiful young man who left behind a young.child who he loved very much. I am heartbroken. I miss him everyday. The grief at time is overwhelming. My life will never be the same. So very sad and it did not have to happen. He was not only my son but also one of my best friends. He was there to support me when we lost his older brother to suicide. He was such a loving person. His smile could light up a room. He is missed.. Bob

As a recovering heroin addict, I have known my fair share of friends and acquaintances who have overdosed. I’ve overdosed and am lucky enough to still be here today. I’d like my tribute to be for all those that have not made it out alive. And for the friends and families that lost them. And especially for those still struggling. Please know there is help & a light at the end of the tunnel. #IOAD

I recently lost my son Dominic D’Angelo 5/15/2016 to this man made epidemic. I am seeing soooo many young unnessary death. The government Needs to save our youth. This is turning into Generation Death.

Hello – I lost my beautiful 25 year old son Jordan Miller to a combination of prescription opioid drugs,  on February 4th, 2014.  Our lives were shattered by losing his funny, handsome, brilliant spirit. I miss the bear hugs.. Once I could actually raise my head or get out of bed, I began to push hard for drug policy change. My son’s death will now serve a purpose, but oh how I wish he were here and we could fight this fight together. Our group in Canada is Moms Stop the Harm. We are bereaved moms, and our voices are loud. I grieve for all the loved ones I see on this page.

I lost my mother on March 3rd of this year. She was a beautiful woman, whos laugh lit up a room. I lost my mother. I was 21 years old and turned 22 a month later and she wasnt there to see it. I have a little brother whos 18. My mom was 41 years old.

Thats really young….I lost my mother to chronic and acute heroin use and accidental overdose. I thought she had been sober, she acted better, I thought we could really be a family this time. I got the medical examiner report. She was also on Meth, morphine, coke, oxy, benzos and a bunch of other things and it has been the hardest thing ive ever had to do. I miss her so much, everyday. Im also angry and hurt, because i wish she had gotten help. I know its a sickness but its a sickness that took my mother away from me. She wont see me get married, or have kids. I miss my mom. I miss her so much everyday and I want to help other people get help, so that way no one else feels like this.

This is the hardest feeling in the world, and I have changed. I am not the same person I was before.

I want to help people, for my Mom.

I love you Mom, I miss you every day. -Jude

I almost lost my first born to relapse overdose last week, and had the unbelievable privilege to see Narcan work  it’s miracle.  I am so, forever and always, thankful to the new awareness to this disease, as pill form opiate addiction almost took me also. Let’s just keep this new unjudgemental pace of awareness going, it’s working miracles every moment.  And may all who have paid the ultimate price to the disease of addiction finally R.I.P.  If you need names this is dedicated to Cortney and Andrew.

I hate Herion.   My  nephew was a handsome,  young,  28 year old father that took a shot and never woke up again.  He was a son,  grandson, father  nephew,  brother,  cousin.   He was loved!   I miss him every day.

Hello I am a recovering heroin addict. I have lost so many friends and loved ones I couldn’t even name them all. The most painful was my best friend Brandi. When I went into treatment in 2001 she worked at the treatment facility. We became friends in the rooms and stayed best friends for 6years she had 8.5yrs clean and relapsed. I never thought it would happen to her. I always thought she would get back here to recovery but she didn’t make it. She left 3 children a husband and family. My heart aches for her children and family. She has been gone for 5 years and I miss her very much. I just lost 2 friends in 2 days. I don’t know what can be done or even where to start. I know I have overdosed many times in the past but it’s a different time now. I am so grateful everyday for life and recovery. I never want my daughter and mother to have the pain their families have to deal with. This is a disease and it is a daily struggle and sometimes a minute to minute struggle to stay clean. Please keep up the hard work in spreading awareness. Thank you.

I lost my nephew, Roman to a heroin overdose on 5/2/2012 and my sister, Terri, to a heroin overdose on 9/2/2014.  Not a day goes by that I don’t miss them.  I wish to God that Heroin did not exist.  My heart aches everyday and a part of me died the day they died.  My life has forever changed.  I love you both so much and I hope I am making you proud.

Love,

Me’Chelle. XoXo

My youngest son , Andrew, forever 27, 10/31/78 – 2/13/06. Andrew was dual diagnosed with severe depression/ addiction. His drug of choice to self treat his depression was HEROIN. He had been clean for 18 months when I found him dead of a heroin overdose. The deaths from drug overdoses where I live keeps rising every year…. when will this stop!

This is in honor of my son Jay Gioffre jr whose just made some really bad choices.  Born 10/28/88. Crossed over 06/23/15. You are forever in my heart!

It’s been 3 yrs, 2 months, and 14 days since the addiction overdose finally caught up with my dear wife Tina. We’d been battling this demon, praying for help, for some time. Myself, her daughter, granddaughter, and Mother were completely devastated. And now we pray, for anyone going through the same hurt we did. Please be strong, and do whatever is in your power to keep your family from experiencing what ours did. RIP Tina Marie. We loved you, and always will. Forever

My sweet Ed,

Almost five months have gone by and there is not a second of the day where I do not think of you and your beautiful heart.

I miss you so much, sweetheart, I love you and I will until the day we meet again.

May 22nd, 2016 forever changed my life. My oldest son, Mike, who made me laugh daily, was found on a bathroom floor in the early morning hours. He died from a heroin overdose. He struggled for eight long years and spent many years in every kind of treatment there was. Residential, outpatient, halfway houses, recovery homes, etc. He had a good job, a great girl friend and seemed so happy when I spent the day with him on May 21st. Whatever happened in the early morning of May 22nd, I will never know. What I do know is that I miss you every single day. My heart and soul physically aches. I wish you could of seen how many wonderful people showed up for your memorial, I wanted to go home and text you and let you know…but it would of been a text never to be seen. I cant believe your gone. I would give anything for just a few more minutes. Come home. please.

For my Joey you were so loved you had a heart of gold. My youngest son to me was murdered in 2013 he was 15 years old. Joey I IDd him laying in the street. For 14 months he thought that Timmy was mistaken identity and that the people thought Timmy was him because he was with Joey’s friend. Once these men were captured Joey started doing good for three years until the trial came. Then a so-called friend introduced him to heroin for three years he suffered with that demon. He became clean for 6 months and on June 8 2013 he went out bought some. We Don’t Know why his other brother found him laying unconscious in the living room. I lost two sons my 15 year old murdered my 26 year old and my eyes murdered too. I love you my baby forever and a day. I miss you so much. My heart is broken.

My oldest daughter Lauren Nicole Gardner passed away Christmas morning 2013 from an accidental drug overdose at her grand mother’s house.  Her grandmother, my mom, refused to believe  Lauren  had a drug problem and would like to keep the details hidden in shame.  Small town, old school thinking that helps no one.  If Lauren’s death could save one person then she’d want me to post this.  One accidentally slip up took this radiant, larger than life, beautiful 31 year old  from our lives.  And although she’s in a better place, my heart is forever broken, I am lost without her.  That beautiful smile, laughter, forever silent now.   Lauren battled addiction  for many years. She completed rehab 3 times. So many others gave up on her but I never did. Lauren  was so smart and talented.  My husband said she could of been or done anything, if not for addiction.   My life will never be the same without her. She helped so many other’s in their struggles but could not help herself  this time.   She is not the face of addiction you’ve seen on TV with bad teeth, thin stringy hair,  looking strung out and old.    She looked healthy and happy on the outside.  You can’t always tell by looking at them.  She suffered and struggled with addiction  for 13 years.  One thing I want to stress is that relapse is part of recovery.  If you have a loved one who’s relapsed, please  don’t ever  give up on them.  Don’t enable them but never stop loving & supporting them, especially  if they’re trying to get back into a recovery program.   Lauren Nicole Gardner 1/14/82- 12/13/16

To Zachary: My first born, sometimes I still can’t believe you’re no longer on this planet. I lost you on 06.28.16 at the age of 25, 4 mths after your birthday. Your sisters, brother and stepfather and I miss you terribly. We miss your energy, your positiveness, and your kindness. I love you my sweet baby.

My sister is a drug addict who overdosed in May of this year and is living with permanent brain damage as a result

My 21 year old nephew Satchel Kent passed away on July 9, 2016 from a drug overdose.  He was the only son to my oldest brother and sister-in-law.  I am overwhelmed with grief and sadness and can not imagine how my brother and sister-in-law can be handling such horrible sadness!  I love you Satchel and know you are being loved and spoiled by grandparents, friends and other family members who have passed before you!  Until we meet again!

Love and miss my sister so much

STEPHANIE H MACHEN

09/14/1990-02/16/2016

My son Michael was in rehab 2 times and also on suboxne. He came home Nov 26, 2016 from his last rehab stay in California! I told my other son that I thought his brother had finally beat this demon!.! He died the next day 1/11/16 of heroin fetanal overdose!!

My world was forever changed on October 5, 2014 when my husband uttered the words “Andrew is addicted to heroin”.  WHAT? Andrew?? HOW?  It was like a baseball bat between the eyes. Suddenly, all the questions were answered.  Questions I had been struggling with about my only son – Why so many car accidents?  Why is he so distant?  Why does he get mad and refuse to talk to me?  Why doesn’t he ever have any money? As I cried and cried that day, that week – I knew this would be terminal for Andrew.  I just knew it in my gut.

So I tried- I tried everything a mother could possibly think of in this desperate situation – I sobbed, hugged, listened, scolded, yelled, pleaded, I mothered, I bargained & pleaded – with both my son and with god.   Within 2 weeks he would be in the hospital with another wrecked car  – then he  agreed to rehab.  He would  die just 19 days later at age 24,  alone in a stall in the bathroom at Petsmart, just 4 blocks from his apartment where I was waiting for him.  All from an addiction that started with one pill – Oxycontin.  God, I miss my Andrew so damn much.

I lost my son, my one and only child on February 8, 2015 at the age of 23 to an overdose.  I watched him fight the battle of his life and lose.  Nick was a great kid with a huge heart who would give you the shirt off of his back.  He never wanted to do drugs. He never wantes to hurt me or for his life to end.  Addiction is not a choice, it is a disease.  I will spend the remainder of my life letting people know just that. Rememer that every addict is someone’s son, daughter, grandson/daughter, brother or sister.  Addiction is a family disease and to live with someone who is addicted to drugs is almost as painful as living without them.

My son died 10 months ago Micheal A Webb ” Michealton” A day doesnt go by that I dont miss him. He was my first born and him and I have gone through alot. He passed of herion/fentenyl over dose 3 days before his 35th birthday and a day after my last conversation with him about his birthday. He passed on Sept 19th 2015. I will always be missing him til the day were together again.   May you rest in peace my son til were together forever again.

I lost my son on june 27 2016. he was 22 years old. I would trade my life for his everyday if I could.

David is very loved by all who knew him.

Jarrett,

Heroin took you from us on October 23rd, 2015. Nine months ago (how long I carried you in my womb) since you were taken.  I suspected a growing dependence on alcohol, but not this. At 27 your life was just beginning. So many unanswered questions now that haunt my thoughts. Your sharp intellect, sense of decency, generousity and how you engaged deeply with anything new to learn and master conflicts with what happened. What did happen? What didn’t we see? Our lives have been shattered so now we work to pick up these pieces, to carry on without you and do what we can to both honor your memory and build a better world. The BrainShift Literacy Project is my new mission and focus. I will do all I can to bring awareness that wellness is a learnable skill, that critical thinking tools can build emotional intelligence, and education can provide students with skills to manage stress before it becomes toxic or chronic where self-sabotaging habits can take root – especially in the developing brain. You always challenged the status quo, and so now, I will too. This is our hope among so much suffering. Time to break the stigma and shame caused by the disease of addiction – time to build a better world. Mental Health Literacy Toolkits belong in health curriculum and need to be part of every science based prevention program.

Love is FOREVER.

Mom

I’m a recovering heroin addict I have watched and seen my family suffer from my addiction I’ve lost 3 good friends of mine to an overdose the one died in my ex boyfriends arms and seeing all this is so very sad. I hope anyone still sick and suffering gets help because this disease is powerful it took my three good friend’s and I can’t think of losing anyone else from this addiction. Rest in peace Jared Higgins, Eric Eidleman and Joe Bellucci. Forever loved and terrible missed. ♡

Prayers , love and healing for all suffering from addiction. The addict, the family members and friends . May all find a way out and peace.

My son Austin died from a heroin/fentanyl overdose on June12, 2016. He was 23 years old. He had been clean for 9 months. Austin only had 2 months left to graduate Barber school. Austin warned everyone not to try heroin. He said he wished he had never tried heroin. Austin was a smart, beautiful young man, who was deeply loved by his family and friends. We are now starting an overdose awareness campaign in our small town. We are going to host an overdose awareness rally on August 31.

I lost my son and only child, Dustin Scott Christian, March 7, 2012. He was just three weeks from turning 18 and 3 months from graduating high school. He passed from a fentanyl drug patch overdose. A witness said he chewed on it. I wish I knew the signs. I might have saved his life. May we all find peace and strength. Let all lost be remembered with dignity as we reach out to save others.

I miss my sister, Liz Wolfe, who overdosed on 10/6/2016, everyday.  She is my little sister, one year younger than me and she left this world due to a preventable overdose.  She survived so many hardships – even a broken neck, which started her long term addiction and thought she could handle heroin one more time and it took her.  I wish I could just see her again.  I’ve never felt so lost and lonely and just wish someone would have had that narco-pen they talk about.  She was my best friend, I want to start an awareness day in my community because this has happen to so many families and I hate the stigma.

Dear Billy 17 years ago my heart was shattered.You were my first born the first one to call me mommy. I love you and miss you.You are on my mind day and night and forever in my heart.❤ Love mom.

We, lost my twin sister Teresa on June 6th. She, had been fighting her addiction for several years. We, tried so hard to get her sober. But, she lost the battle. She, left behind 5 wonderful children. And, 7 Grand children and one on the way. Are lives are forever changed. My heart is broken. I lost my best friend. She, was a good mom when she was clean. But, once her addiction took over life she could not take care of herself anymore. I pray that we see each other someday. What, a waste of such a precious life.

I lost my son Jesse to a fentanyl / herion over dose 1 year ago. Jesse was 33 and left us with his son Brady who is 4. He was a good son, brother and friend until he became addicted to heroin. We need help with this epidemic. Toooo many lives are being stolen by this demon. Leaving family’s in deep despair.

I loss my beautiful daughter Amanda from a overdose. Last year August 11, 2015 our whole life changed. Couple of months I watch the same thing play out across the street from me. Amanda’s friend passed away, same thing overdosed on drugs. My daughter was only 24. I hate seeing all these young children leaving way to soon. More awareness and more help is needed. I pray that it stops everyday. I hate drugs!!! Rest easy now Babygirl I love you and miss you.

My fiance,  Reggie Allen, overdosed on February 25th, 2016. His mom and I found him. He was my soulmate and best friend.  I know so many people affected from losing loved ones to overdoses.  I miss Reggie everyday and will never forget him.

In remembrace of black my ride or die. Love you and miss you baby boy

I lost my daughter Stacey Ann Phillippe to a fentanyl laced heroin overdose on February 17, 2016. She had 2 beautiful daughters who now have no mother. She was beautiful, intelligent, funny, and loved her family beyond belief. I sometimes feel like I can’t breathe and my life as I knew it is gone. I hate this drug! It is ruining lives and cutting short so many beautiful lives. Stacey would have been 36 on 07/23/16.

To my handsome son Derrick Smith who passed away March 19, 2016 from an overdose of heroin/fentalyn.  I miss and love you so much.

I lost my only child, my son, Nathan Ferguson Alvarez to a heroin overdose on 12/13/15.  He was a beautiful,  loving soul and struggled for 3years.  We need to find an end to addiction.   Too many wonderful angels leaving us, too soon.  We love you Nathan and those who are in recovery, struggling and all loved ones caught up in the cycle.

I lost my son Stefan Woodward after he attended the December stereos in Adelaide to an ecstasy overdose.

Its been 7 months and I’ve. . My family have been crying EVERY day and night  since then.

He wasn’t feeling well & stood in the first aid line… so called friends called him name’s, bullied him … then Stefan stepped out of that line.. and died there later due to an ecstasy overdose.. due a very high temperature that shut down his organs.. because of ecstasy.

Please please look after your friends/mates, DON’T LET THEM WALK OFF ALONE! if they dont feel well seek medical attention, DONT give them shit.. It might be the last time you see them alive.. look after your mates.

My Stephen,

I thought I was helping you but I enabled you. My actions and emotions were across the board and  I didn’t understand the severity of your addiction. When I think of you, I’m amazed that you somehow managed to keep an outward smile, yet I can’t help but wonder about the pain you were hiding.  I thinking of you so often and I wish I had a ” do over.” You are loved and missed!!

Jackson,

I wish I’d known your lingo and understand you “rollin on”. I know now you finally understand that you are healthy and free of judgement.

Im sorry you were in so much difficulty. Im sorry you couldnt feel your own love, I hope now you understand universal love.

You were always fine. You were always healthy, You were always beautiful. In the universe too, be away from toxic and negative energy   Now you are free, you have no one to please anymore. Be free Be Love Be one with the beauty that is life, love and energy.

Michael Thomas Gruzeski….born July 21, 1980 died, August 9, 2014. Barely 34. Never lived on his own, never married, never knew his sons. He got hooked on heroin when a “friend” thought it was a good birthday gift. Heroin…something he never wanted to try, but once he did, he was hooked. I wish I knew it was an illness, not a choice, when he was alive.

We never had a good relationship…we always tried, but we never did. I thought it was finally time….he had just been released from prison 18 days prior…18 clean days. There is not one day that goes by Michael is forgotten. I know, for the first time in Michael’s life, he must finally have peace. I love and miss you, son.

For those interested, I do have a support group, mainly we want to feed your child on the streets, help in any way we can…Covered With Love on Facebook.

To my beautiful princess Julie who died on January 21,2015. She was 16 yrs old. It was an accidental overdose of fentanyl. I love you and miss you everyday.

We lost my baby sister Jenna  on February 29 2016. She had a short but hard 8 month battle with heroin and in that time overdosed twice (the second time taking her life) and was in treatment for 100 days. She took what she thought was heroin but turned out to be only fentanyl and posted a post about living life on facebook and went to sleep and never woke up.  Overdose deaths are so hard to deal with because you want to help that person so badly but you cant. She was such a talented sweet compassionate person.  She just couldnt deal with life and the obstacles that it threw at her. Mental health is a big part of addiction.  There needs to be more help in that area to help the addiction part.  So many people loved her and she was a positive part of so many peoples lives and she has a 2 year old son. But she lived in a dark hole she could not climb out of..  We miss her every day and it still doesnt seem real.  Feels like a nightmare. I know she is at peace now and free from her illness. I will miss her until we meet again.

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My son Devin Temple died of an apparent heroin overdose, he would have been 20 years old March of 2016. He passed November of 2015. He was an amazing kid, who could light up any room with his smile.  He was the class clown and love to make people laugh.  I miss him terribly,  but his 19 year old sister. Ideas him more!!!  I love you Bug!!!  Rest in Paradise!!!!

My 26 year-old son died from a heroin overdose on September 25, 2013.  He was loved by many, including his daughter, parents, family members, and friends.  He will be forever in our hearts and is missed by all who knew him.  He was a kind soul who never met a stranger and suffered terribly from this disease.  He had a tattoo on his right shoulder which said “John 8:32” from the Bible verse “You shall know the truth and the truth shall set you free.”  He is free now from his pain and suffering and among the other angels who suffered from this disease, too.

The world lost one of the most gentle of souls on 12/25/15. Caleb Smythia was my firstborn, my first love and my best friend. Addiction came into his life at 16 and even though he had it beat, it reared its ugly head again at 19. He was well aware of the control it had on his body, but didn’t get help in time. He was take by the fake Percocet that were truly Fentanyl. In his memory and through his love that still resides in my heart, I will fight the epidemic for the rest of my days.

This IS A tribute to my beautiful Daughter Dianne Biggs . Age 26 Died of HEROIN OVERDOSE.???❤❤❤??

Born on Monday Jan 22nd 1990,

Died Sunday May 15th 2016

Buried on Tuesday May 24th, 2016

We miss  and love you with all of my heart  I’m so sorry I tried to protect you ,  I think of you everyday, When you died a part of me died too.We  will never forget you.Your beautiful dark brown eyes and your white china doll skin you were so beautiful I know your doing  well  up in Heaven now❤ Everyone down here would love to see you and talk to you again and hug you, we miss so so very much, God knew more than everyone how tiring and how the drugs were slowly killing you so he sent a special Angel and said bring her home to me.

Her Mansion here is ready this is where she needs to be. I know your at peace and safe now.We love you with all our hearts ,we miss you so bad R I P. We will see you again someday soon.

Love Mom,Dad ,Frankie,Jeremy ,Jason ,Joe, Amber,

My beautiful son David Dewan lost his battle to his addiction. He is very much missed by his Mom, sister Linda and his daughter who is now two and a half. Our life will never be the same.

My daughter April was a beautiful loving soul. She loved to help others she just didn’t know how to help herself. Her smile would light up any room and her bubbly laughter was the sweetest music to your ears. She had been incarcerated for 18 months and been home 3 weeks on March 12, 2014 when she died from a fentanyl overdose. She left behind a 4 year old daughter.

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

In loving memory of my first born, my son Richard Thomas Long Jr. Childhood nicknames Jr and Duney. Forever loved and missed by Mom, Jessica, Ethan and Sabestian.

My beautiful Samantha lost her battle with addiction on March 1, 2016. Her battle was quick and intense. My Sam was intelligent, quick witted and had a fantastic giggle. People loved her instantly. Although she lost her battle with the addiction she won this war because she is free of the addiction now. I have a beautiful guardian angel. My Sam you will always be young, you will always be beautiful! Samantha Lee 03/27/95-03/01/16

For my sister April Greenwell who is with the angels now.

My husband had been an addict for years…

Countless rehabs and he was a frequent guest at the state jails. He overdosed on heroin September 6,2014. I urge everyone to educate themselves on addiction. I thought i knew enough. I was wrong. My heart was ripped out. He is missed every day. To the addicts that don’t think they have hit rock bottom…you have. Get help! You don’t have any Idea what the family goes through when you’re gone.

I’m son had a beautiful soul.. He was compassionate and kind to others that were less fortunate. However, he did not treat himself as kindly. He was a State Champ in High School Wrestling. He was an incredible drummer. He was genuinely a sweet young man with a big heart. He made everyone laugh and had a gift for it! I will never be the same! My heart hurts everyday I do not get to see him, hold him, hear him and hug him. I love you Jesse Barnett 9/4/93-12/13/13. Forever 20 ?

Your Mom Forever

Nancy Rossetti

I lost my daughter to heroin on Feb. 7, 2015. She was 27 and a mother of 3. Her 2 year old son was with her in a hotel when she died. We have to save our children and bring awareness to this epidemic that is taking over our neighborhoods.

You were a loving compassionate father, son, brother, and friend. No words can describe the full extent of the pain we are enduring from ur sudden loss. You did so well your 3 years clean. The pain of losing my brother and best friend is hard to bare. Your encouraging words and wisdom are surly missed. If only I could rewind the time. Your daughter truly misses her daddy and talks about u often. I will continue to remind her of your love for her, and keep her memories alive. Rip 9-13-86 4-26-16

Not a day goes by I miss my brother Frankie.  He was 29 years old and this year will be 29 years that he took an overdose. I use it as my higher power somebody to look over me. Yesterday was his daughter birthday it is a silent killer if you continue to use drugs.

Scotty G.  Not a day goes by that I don’t think of you.  Not a Day goes by that I don’t say a prayer for your Mom and Dad and you Brother and Sister and the heartache they share.  Thank you as you have put more meaning behind my fight to address the opioid epidemic in this world.

Harris Lee Wittels

4/20/1984 to 2/19/2015

Thanks for the laughs. You dedicated your all too short life to making people happy both in your career and in your heart. You left so many broken hearts behind. I hear the word you invented, “humblebrag”, used all the time now and I am always amazed that my precious Harris invented a word! You did leave a great legacy and I am grateful for that but you had so much more left to do. Missing you each and everyday. If only I could say “I love you” just one more time.

Your mom

For my daughter who OD an died on May 26 2009. She left behind a 2 year old daughter an 3 month old son. They both live with us now. I’m her mom who misses her everyday. It does not get easier an time does not heal losing your child. I explain it like this. When you look at the sunset an it is beautiful well it’s not that beautiful anymore. when she died I died. I might be breathing but I will never be a whole person again. She was funny strong willed an such a fireball of life. She called me 10 to 20 times a day.  Now I am missing those calls.  I tried everything loving fighting an following snooping an nthing stopped her. I realized after she was gone that I couldn’t do anything she had too. An that was one of the hardest things cause you are watching your child on a train track with the train coming an you cannot stop it. That is what it is like with a person on drugs. A train wreck. She not only hurt her parents she hurt her children an family an friends. She was such a beautiful girl I wish she would have chosen a different path. I love an miss her an miss her smile her hugs her smell. I miss just being her mom.

I lost my husband 4/27/13 to a morphine overdose.  We have 4 boys together.  We miss him every single day.

My Son  Kevin,

We think of you every single day!! There are no words to express the love we all shared with you . Love was not enough to keep you on this earth with your family.

Daily I think maybe just maybe there was one more thing we all could of done. We all tried to save you.. If only so called friends came forth, maybe that would of made a difference.. We miss you so much Kevin. I truly wish this could be seen by you in heaven..  Tears flow every day & those tears spell your name… We have so many if only!!! My wish would be that no other parent or brother, sister, son, or daughter gets a knock on their door with the news we received on 8/6/14.. Some days it just doesn’t seem possible.. You had so much to live for. I truly wish you had found the strength to follow the path of sobriety..We will never have the answers. Kevin you are lovingly remembered daily!!! We love you forever & ever!!! Love Mom

My brother Cole Schuler.  He actually was in treatment at the Milkwaukee VA Domicilery Sober Living program. He overdosed inside the facility in his room.     Everyday you are missed and. We will bring change and help prevent this from happening to others.   I know you were tired of the fight.  Now you are at peace my little brother.   I think of your smile and laugh.

Cole Schuler 02/11/89 to 11/08/15

In loving memory of my Son Scott Beach Jr. 09/28/92 – 02/15/16. I miss you more & more each day. Its so hard for me to get through each day but I somehow manage. Kisses to heaven.

Jessica Clifford 8/5/91-5/16/14 loving dauther, mother, sister, friend gone to soon…love always

Remembering my big brother, Steven David, 12/29/1972-09/29/2015. He fought for his life and lost it. We miss him desperately. I wrote a short piece about the day he died. I was with him, and am so grateful he wasn’t alone. Please take a moment to read about my beloved big bro: https://addictionunscripted.com/jails-institutions-and-death/ . Love to all, Chrissy in Ca.

My beautiful son Josh left this world on 6/23/16 from a heroin overdose.  I don’t know how or when I’ll ever get over this pain.. I found him dead on the bathroom floor and his son only 11 watching as I screamed until I couldn’t and didn’t want to breathe anymore. The only comfort I have right now is that yoy are with our almighty Lord and nothing will harm you again.   I miss you my Angel may you RIP. Love mom

My son died of Heroin poisoning. I found him. Want to help those who are here and addicted!

Austin Boyles…..You are missed, but you are rejoicing in heaven, addiction free.

My Son John David passed away on 9/14/15 of an accidental Heroin OD   Saddest Day of my life? He was a wonderful, Kind soul. all those who knew him know that. I will miss him till we meet again on the other side?

Rest In Peace Allen McBride, Dave Van Buren Jr (Junior), Ian Kelly

3 souls gone too soon, 3 souls gone to the struggle ???

In loving memory of Brendan McDonald 9/6/1985-8/10/2013.

I lost my oldest son Chris Swan to a heroin and cocaine overdose on July 6, 2012, at age 39.  I Wil never forget that day when a detective called me to tell me my son had died.  I had no idea he was using drugs. It was the worst day of my life.  I never got to tell him goodbye.  I miss hearing his voice.  These four years have been hard.  How I wish he was still here.  I love and miss him so much. I never thought any of my children would die before me.

I lost my best friend to an overdose. It was one of the hardest days i have encountered. I am still grieving,  its only been a lil over a month. I still am in shock, i see your princess of a daughter as much as i can. I see you so much in her, i know that you are still with us. Your presence is felt everday. I will continue to learn as much as i can and continue to put my experience out there. I will never forget you or the precious time we spent together. Until we meet again my sweet. R.i.p. jason hicks.

Lost my son Justin on 2/11/2014 at the age of 29. Devastating loss,he was kind loving funny all around awesome person. I miss him so much everyday. My heart is broken and will never be the same ?

Amber Halford 11/29/1990-3/29/2014

We miss you more than you will ever know.  Your death is something we will never recover from.  You were only 23 years old and loved by so many.  You were beautiful and kind.  I hate that heroin stole you from your family and that we couldn’t save you.  My heart is broken? I will miss you forever.

Sam – one of the brightest lights to shine in life, extinguished by an accidental heroin overdose. May the candles lit EVERYDAY remind  us all how much your light mattered, and may they enlighten hearts and minds the world over. Forever Love, Mom

I lost my only sibling, my big brother to heroin on June 3rd 2016. He was a father a son and a big brother. After our dad passed in 12 he was my support, my best friend, my confident. We were finally rekindling our relationship and beginning to understand each other. He loved being a father, watching sports, and had an amazing smile and infectious laugh. I’ll never be the same without you Aaron your an amazing soul lost in a terrible world. May you find peace today.

In Loving Memory of…

Joshua Lee Sopoci

08/02/1981-06/15/2013

AND

Jason Micheal Kealey

01/17/1975-01/10/2011

Both gone far too soon…but never forgotten….

This is a tribute to my son Frank who died of an overdose on Sept 1 2013

In memory of my Daddy who overdosed on the13th of October 2006.

10 years without you this year.

Time doesn’t heal wounds, you just learn to deal with them differently.

I miss you every day. Life has never been the same and never will be.

Stay beside me always Dad. You’ll always be forever young.

Sarah-Jayne (Kiddo)

MY 26 yr. Old daughter Leah Dianne Biggs lost her life on May 15th,2016.Overdose.We buried her on May 24 2016.

Please do all you can to save your sons or daughters or any family member.

God Bless

On July the 6, 2016 Our mother lost her battle to drug addiction, our mother had been fighting her addiction for 31 years.

Our mother’s name is Cindy Irwin she was an intelligent, happy, outgoing and loving woman but sadly at just 44 years old she passed away. Our mother always taught us that there is Hope Over Dope and that we can all make a difference in any addicts life, she got clean a few times off and on throughout her struggle. Our mother leaves Behind a daughter, two sons, 3 granddaughters and 2 grandson’s who all love her dearly and who will fight for Hope Over Dope until our final days. Our mother lost her husband 21 years ago on June 30,1995 so we find comfort and condolence in know she is finally reunited with her one true love.

Remember there is always Hope Over Dope help is just a phone call away.

My forever 30 year old son James Masciantonio Jr. 11/27/1984-2/27/2015. (Philadelphia, Folsom PA & Delray Beach, Indian Shores FL)

My world is forever changed without my son, nothing matters anymore, nothing feels good, no reason to smile, laugh or just enjoy……  I hate saying but that’s how I feel.  My son was beautiful, kind, loving, a true gentleman, intelligent, he had a gift to make me laugh, his laugh was contagious even when they were few and far between.

Unfortunately, Jimmy was sick and the system failed.  Two thirds of his life he used some sort of drug just to feel “normal” as he would say.  We tried doctor after doctor to treat his depression.  He would found recovery back in 2009, he was dedicated to the program, we fell in love and fathered a child; my now 6 year old grandson and my son’s namesake.

After having surgery in 2011 he suffered a relapse and struggled ever since.  His girlfriend kicked him out of the home, separated from his son who adored him.

From 2013-2015 he lived with me, it was difficult, I watched him struggle everyday just to deal with life….. Mid January 2015 he wanted to be back closer to his son and moved.  But that was not meant to be, he wasn’t allowed by the mother of his child to see his son and became even more depressed.  Unexpectedly, he relapsed and returned to heroin but this time it was laced fentanyl.  He was clean and sober for 6 months.  A murderer walks the streets of Florida dealing heroin laced with fentanyl!

Rest in Peace my Angel Son, you earned it.  http://slide.ly/view/857067633eb2b9492b038aa9bb9d4830?utm_source=Fb_ORG_Share

David ( DJ) McDonald

March 27, 1991 -March 15, 2016

My heart still breaks for you everyday….I miss your smile, and the way you made our family laugh. Life will never be the same. I know you were suffering , my baby….but wasn’t ready to let you go. Rest in love and light until we meet again..

Love, mom

My daughter lost her dad

& I lost my love/lover.

Andy -my heart aches -our hearts ache.

We are continuing on working on finding our new normal – keeping you alive.

I ache for you…

& miss you like crazy.

I’m so mad-you’re missing out….our girl she’s the most incredible.

I see you in her everyday -she’s the best of you.

I’m going to try to continue to end the stigma of this horrible disease. For you & everyone else who has lost a loved one or is suffering themselves.

Emory Gullion III  5/9/88-11/17/15

Emory had a loyal and kind heart. He is missed by many but no one more than me.

Caleb Smythia 08/17/95-12/25/15 Percocet pressed with Fentanyl https://youtu.be/vfOd2JvLQPE

My granddaughter died on 3-20-15 from an accidental heroin OD, she was just 20. Angela had battled drugs for awhile and it finally took her life . She was a beautiful mother ,daughter,sister , granddaughter and friend to many. She is missed so much and her family will always love & remember her, R.I.P. My beloved granddaughter ??2

R.I.P.  Brandon Robert Earl

November 23, 1982- March 31, 2016

Jasen Anthony Guerra was my son my light my life! He lost his battle to drugs on March 3rd 2016! We love you forever My Jay! His birthday was July 3rd! Our hearts are broken and never will mend! Fly high with the Angels My Beautiful Baby Boy Jasen!

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

We lost our beloved son Elijah on May 11, 2016 from a heroin overdose. Elijah was a beautiful person, and had many many loved ones supporting him. He will forever remain in our hearts, we miss him dearly eveyday.

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.

Rest easy Billy Jo you r loved and missed so much. 11-24-74 to 4-4-14?

Rest easy Steve Reinhardt ?

R.i.p to everyone lost from the disease of addiction.

To my son, Rusty-James Parker, who died of a heroin overdose on May 29, 2016.

You may have lost your battle, but I will keep fighting for you.

This one’s for you, Bug!

Lotsa,

Mom

My son lost his battle just 4 months ago. He was 25.
My soul is broken.
I hover on the verge of tears 24/7.
I feel so so sad for him. He fought so hard.
My heart aches.
Don’t know if it was accidental or intentional. He was tired.
I miss you my boy….xox

My friend Jackie Kurz was one of the kindest woman ever. We met in a rehabilitation treatment center & I was her “Mom”. Just a title given to the one who makes you feel better about being in rehab. We were both older heroin addicts, in our 50-60’s. Both miracles, not using for the first time in many decades. She had over 2 yrs. clean when she overdosed. I am coming up on 3 yrs. clean the end of July. I just want to pay tribute to my amazing sweet beautiful friend Jackie. May you rest and until we meet again, I admired you and your strength ?

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.

My son, James, died of a heroin overdose on 8/1/15. He wasn’t a regular user and it was only a small amount that caused him to stop breathing almost 24 hours after using.

My friend Dennis Michael Smith  overdosed on heroin two weeks ago at the age of 24. He relapsed and that one mistake cost him his life. I miss him terribly and I want to honor his life, his struggle and his fight in some way. Something positive will come out of this because after I grieve, I want to do something positive in other peoples lives who are fighting the same fight. God will show me what to do. I love you my friend.

In memory of my son, Matthew Alexander Veazey, who died October 9, 2008 of a heroin overdose at age 21.

I miss my sister already. She was found by my mom today- after a drug overdose. Heroine took her life, addiction consumed her. I feel like I didn’t do enough. I didn’t know what to do. I hate drugs, I hate dealers. Why did you take my sister? My heart hurts, my stomach aches. How does this happen? I miss you Chrissy Ashton. I pledge to do something about addiction.

My man. My other half. He still makes my heart beat faster. Aaron is so well respected among his friends and business associates. He carried a deep rooted self hatred that nothing or no one could have changed.

Johnny, I miss you a lot. When me and the guys hang out I always feel like we’re missing our forth, you. I think about you a lot. It’s been just under 2 months since you’ve passed. You keep sending me signs and I’m finally convinced you’re still with me. We all love you so much.

Chris homa, I wish I could have been there for you when this happened, They called him Chris Homeless. He was very polite, helpful and kind. Its a shame nobody was able to get him the help he needed. I miss him, and I know he will always be missed.

Tara Autumn Suzanne Parsons Billyard is my beautiful daughter who now resides in heaven, forever loved. She died from fentanyl laced heroine. She has an incredibly gifted son, Cuylar. Tara was just 25 when she passed away. Just two weeks after her birthday. 10/11/89-10/24/2014

Dorothy Catherine, died Oct.24,2015 She was only 34, She was not only my daughter, She was the kindest, smartest, and most beautiful girl in the world to me. She loved animals especially cats. She loved her daughter Vanessa most of all. She had a big open heart and knew how to make people smile. She had to fight addiction, and she almost beat it. She had lost everything to it……Her daughter, her self worth, her spiritually, but she was a fighter, every day she would get up go to her clinic, survive and fight the negative people in her life who put her down, the people who didn’t understand how could she loose her child. Circumstances made it very difficult for her to see her child .She cried and cried for her. I was there trying to comfort her. It wasn’t easy depression would set in for months. But Dorothy kept fighting She would call Vanessa every week for years and just couldn’t wait to go visit her daughter, which she did on certain occasions. She would be thrill we would all would. Dorothy went through a couple relationships which ended tragic She loved and only wanted to be loved in return. These guys turned her inside out played games with her head in the end, all she wanted was to be loved the way she loved but no one could. She was special, strong beautiful and too good for this life. That’s why God’s angels took her that early fall morning RIP Your Mom

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

Stephanie, you were dear to so many because of you smile, your cheerfulness and your willingness to help. May God deliver you to His serenity, His love, His compassion, and His forgiveness. And may Christ wrap his arms around you, give you a hug and a kiss for me and let you know that I love you too.

I lost my beautiful daughter to a heroin overdose 10 days after her 20th birthday on 3-25-15. I miss you every minute of every day. I honor your memory by continuing to fight to end the stigma and bring awareness to addiction and overdose. I love you forever and a day – mom.

Dear Sarah,

You left this world too soon, at only 19 years old, you were a friend who touched my heart. Enrolled in college, as an art student, and on your way to greatness, you lived through your fathers death only 2 years prior. The burden I carry is heavy, even after 10 years. I was the one who found you, still and quiet, already one of God’s Angels.

For many years I wished it was me, the one who didn’t wake up, but I cannot change God’s Plan and your loss will not be for nothing! I miss you Sarah!

– Jason

Chris homa, I wish I could have been there for you when this happened, They called him Chris Homeless. He was very polite, helpful and kind. Its a shame nobody was able to get him the help he needed. I miss him, and I know he will always be missed.

In memory of Corey Wayne Gilbert. Overdosed on Heroin in January of 2016.

I lost my son Ryan to a heroin overdose on 01/13/2015.  He had been clean from opiates and for a reason we will never know decided to use again. It’s just that this time it took him from everyone that loves him. It kills me every day to know I will never get to see you get married or have children. Its kills me to know I cant Talk, Hug or Kiss you ever again. I HATE any kind of opiate!  I HATE any kind of addiction! We need to find a way to get this illness under control. PLEASE

I LOVE YOU RYAN

Mom

I lost my precious son Adam Richardson, age 30. His nine-year-old son misses him more each day. My heart will have a hole until we meet again

Run far run fast living with this evil around us life will not last.

Damion Manning  February 28th 2013

Taken too soon!!!  But  you will never be forgotten..

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.

Dear Matt,

I wish I could describe in words how much pain I have felt since the moment you passed away.  I miss you more and more with every passing day and I wonder if the pain will ever get better because it seems to get worse.  It has been about 3 and a half years since we’ve lost you and my life has not been the same; I don’t find joy in things I use to and I don’t smile as big anymore and I know you only want me to be happy and trust me I want that too I just don’t know how.  I think of you all the time and cry every single day that I won’t see your beautiful here on Earth again.  Until we meet again my baby brother, I love you and I miss you ALWAYS!!!

Love Your Big Sister,

Megs

Daddy, I miss you so much every day, there’s not a day that goes by that I don’t think about you and get that knot in my throat, it breaks my heart, you was my her, my father,my best friend, we were always so close. I will always miss u,but try and remember all of the good times with you, but I just want to tell u that I love you, and I honestly know that your spirit lives with me,you’ll be forever missed, and never forgotten,R.I.H. FLY HIGH Love u ALWAYS N FOREVER??❤??

?Daddy,

I miss you so much, I think about all of the little things that I miss so much everyday, I hate that I can’t pick up the phone and host hear your voice, I know you’re with me in spirit, but what I would do to have u back, I know in my heart that you made it to heaven with your family and friends that have passed away. I just wanted to say that you’re always gonna be my number one hero and my father, my best friend and I will never ever forget all the good times we had since I was a baby, you’ve always been by my side no matter what… You’ll be forever missed and never ever forgotten, R.I.H. FLY HIGH.

LOVE YOUR NUMBER ONE FAN…

YOUR BABY GIRL

CHELS

Joshua, how much myself and your boys miss you. I’ll always wish there was something more I could have done to change the course of what happened. I loved you so much. My only hope is that you no longer have to suffer in this world. As long as this life allows me, your son will be in the best hands.

My only child, my lovely son, Ethan, passed on 2/5/09 at the age of 20. I miss him so so much. He was just a beauty. I wish I could have saved him. I tried and so did he. I love him more and more as time goes by. I just want him near and long for him always.

Brownie, my old friend. I can’t believe any of this, i can’t believe you were taken by heroin. We go way back dude and im so affected by this, i can’t beleive the last time i saw you is the last time. The sublime concert. We just ran into eachother out of no where and im so happy we did and were able to talk for a little, that was the first time i had seen you again in three years. You werent looking great, i should have asked how lifes treatin you. Please Brownie, while you’re up there, please keep an eye out on our friends who are still doing the same thing. I love you man and ill remember the good times we have had for the rest of my time here. See you someday❤️ Solo Dolo my dude

My aunt has an overdose of medicine 40 pills at the same time, due to depression and she is in ICU, fighting with herself and her husband is on dialysis. His kidneys got failure, a small kid of just 10 years with no hope crying like mad. God please help my aunt and make them well as she has to look after his son.

There are no words to describe what your loss means to me. I am so grateful that I was able to be in your life. I know God had a greater plan for you. Not a day goes by that your not on my mind. I just want you to know how much I truly cared for you. Forever in my heart <3

Eric, bud… hard to believe it’s been a year and a half since I received news of your OD. You fought a long battle of heroin addiction for seven years and was sober for the two that I knew you. I think about you everyday, the good times we had together and the memories that will last until we meet again. I wonder if I had called would you still be here but that’s something I can’t blame myself forever, you fought a long hard battle and I can never express how proud I am to have impacted your life as much as you did mine in the short time we knew each other. I love and miss you so much bud, I know you’re looking down and smiling at me everyday.

I’ve lost 7 people to Heroin overdoses just this past year , 2 the year before that -and the love of my life 3 years ago. The drug is slithering around me, creeping into my friends lives and ending them. It scares me.

In memory of my daughter Stephanie Reed Fritts – my only child. She was 27 when she died from high levels of oxycodone contributing factor was asthma. I miss my daughter beyond any imagine and the pain is so unbearable but yet i live. I reach out for her, I call her name and I watch for her but there I have to live it all over. A drug a pain clinic put her on called roxtcotins or Roxy’s took my baby’s life. We were told at the hospital had the ambulance been called 30 mins. Sooner they may of saved her life but her husband did everything to keep himself out if jail while my daughter lay there dying. She left behind two precious little girls who stood and watched their mommy die. God help me how can I live with this and how can I live without her.

Joshua, how much myself and your boys miss you. I’ll always wish there was something more I could have done to change the course of what happened. I loved you so much. My only hope is that you no longer have to suffer in this world. As long as this life allows me, your son will be in the best hands.

Michael, we love you “no matter what”!!! Always have and always will. We miss you more than words.

In memory of my mom, Teresa Heath, who died of an alcohol overdose on May 25, 2016, at age 59.  Fly.  Little Wing.  Your daughter, Amie

Randy, we love and miss you very much.  I’m so glad you got to be there for Sam.  We will not forget you.

In Loving Memory of my brother Chad Craig.  My little brother passed away February 27, 2014 from “Mixed Drug Intoxication”.  However, he did not die by his own doings but by the hands of others.  And the neglect to call the ambulance for help.  Chad baby you are terribly missed and loved beyond measure.  You will forever remain in my thoughts in my heart, our days are filled with LOSS and grief of you being took from us all.  I will never rest until justice is found for you.  I love you then, now and forever!

Your Big Sister (Bubba)

In memory of my mom, Teresa Heath, who died of an alcohol overdose on May 25, 2016, at age 59.  Fly.  Little Wing.  Your daughter, Amie

Nick, the morning you were born…a bright, sunny Saturday morning in November. “We”were a family of four then …You,Mike,Dad and I. Fast forward. The morning you were taken from us….A dark, cold Thursday morning in February…Michael’s birthday ….a day to celebrate…….day one of our Mourning you….a day to scream, cry and stay silent!…….A day of such mixed emotions…..overwhelming joy and overwhelming devastation ….a day of birth and a day of death! Still a family of four….and will always be. The day I celebrate the birth of my oldest son .. I could also mourn my youngest son  as well…. but We as a family choose to remember Nick’s Life instead ….the lives of both my boys….because we have no choice ….Nick was stolen from us by the evil that is addiction on his older brother Michael’s birthday…..no way of getting around it!!! So why fight it…. So we embrace it….life, death and the time in between….because addiction will not take that from us too….WE are a family of four….then, now and always…..  Until we meet again on the other side….I will never let your death be in vain…Ever !!!  We will never be silent or  ashamed…..We  will fight along side with others who choose to be a part of  the solution and make the changes to help others …… in our children’s name! Michael is on his own mission to honor his brother…to not only “paint’ the picture of the horrors of his brother the addict…but the blessings of his brother who was a  smart, talented, loving, caring sensitive  young man who wanted recovery ! The whole of the young man he was ….not just the part that was his disease!  We miss him, remember him and honor him Always!

I lost my beautiful first born Jamie on 20/01/2105 10 days before his birthday from drug toxicity….you fought the devil for the better half of 10 years and tried so hard to be relieved of the overwhelming sadness the hideous drug always left you with. I always had that fear of you being taken away from us/me but never wanted to face that possibility. I hate the nights full of dread and gut wrenching reality that plagues me no end. I love you with all my heart and miss you every day and just beg the Lord that we will see each other again. When you died I died too. The only reason I don’t join you is your brothers need their mother too, especially now. We have all changed and will never be the same as we were before you left us. I pray you have found peace and are loved and cared for by God and family that has passed. Not a moment goes by I don’t have you in my heart. We’ve loved you for a thousand years…….All my heart….all my love Always. Your mum Michelle.

My dear “Big Sis”, Linda, died 8 years ago today from an accidental overdose. She was my only sibling. I miss her so very much everyday, every minute. We were so very very close.  She did suffer for years from many mental and physical illnesses. She fought hard. Linda was such a loving, super sensitive, non-judgmental and gentle spirit. I miss us enriching eachother’s lives together! Our evening blessing was always: Sweet dreams and God bless you. I love you! Your baby sister, Debi

I lost my dad to drug related and really wish things would be different people he talk to was always about drugs I wish drugs were never be existed and I still would have my dad back he was caring loving and hard working I will never forget that day when cops called me it’s been a month now and still gets hard everyday.. I lost my dad at a very young age at 19 I’m 20 now but it’s hard… I wanna take this time and write this and hopfully something might happen Your my angel in the sky daddy 04-15-16.

Greg, I still can’t believe you’re gone. I know you were my ex husband, but you were still my friend, and i loved and cared about you still, and I wish i had the chance to tell you that. The boys miss you so much .Lukes birthday party was very hard this year without you.Last year we were celebrating his 7th bday together, and not even a year later, you were gone..while your baby boy had not even turned 8 yet. We will never be the same without you. I know you didn’t mean to overdose. I know you didn’t want to die. I’m so sorry this happened to you. I pray the boys will never mess with painkillers or anything else, because of the pain we are feeling right now of losing you. Your mom, aunt, brother, Luke W..we are all devastated and we want you back. Rest in peace Greg, and don’t worry, I’ll take good care of the most precious gift you ever gave me, our little Lucas.? xoxo ♡~In loving memory of Greg Gherardi~♡ November 2,1981-February 18,2016

* Died of accidental overdose of Percocet and U-47700 ,2 days after having sleep apnea surgery, leaving behind his 7 1/2 year old son and best friend, a 12 year old daughter, and 2 former step sons who still loved and adored him. He was only 34. Please!!!! Take medications as prescribed, and don’t mess with any substances. You don’t ever think it will happen to you. Greg had a very high tolerance, and justifying that reason is what killed him.Our lives were turned upside down on 2/18/16.My 7 year old son lost his best friend ,and now has to grow up fatherless…in the blink of an eye, just gone..and he didn’t deserve it …his best friend, mentor, protector, and hero..his daddy. And now he will never quite be the same. I see the pain in his face every day, and the pain in Gregs moms face, and it is heartbreaking.please, just think of who you love most, and think of how you will break their heart, and forever ruin their life if you lose your life to something that could be so easily avoided, overdosing.

My son Anthony Perez was 23 when he died of a heroin overdose. He battled addiction for 10 years. He was a kind and loving boy with a million dollar smile. He won’t get to watch his son grow up. He left behind a devastated family who loved him very much. We are now working hard to help other people struggling with addiction and their families. We do it in his honor.

I miss you, Traci. I’m so sorry i didn’t do more to help. I’ll always love you.

This is a tribute for Jeff LaBrie, who died of an overdose on May 23, 2016. Although I did not know him for longer than a year, I knew him well enough to know that he wasn’t ready to leave this world or to be done having fun with all the people he loved. He was struggling on a day to day basis to stay sober, and it brings me peace to realize that his struggle is over. Although he must have been fighting his own internal battles, he always managed to bring a smile to my face and I enjoyed every minute I got to spend with him. He moved to this area to get away from the addictions he was fighting and was able to be free of them for a few months, but unfortunately gained another addiction in the process. No one can ever know when the last time they will see a person is, and I only wish I could have spent more time with Jeff. He will definitely be missed, and I will forever remember him for his love of fun, his smile, his ability to make everyone around his laugh, and the way I could always be myself and completely comfortable around him.

This is a tribute in honor of my daughter Jennifer. Jennifer died of a heroin overdose in 2005. There is not a day that goes by that I don’t remember and miss the love we shared.

In commemoration of Robby Nunes who died of a heroin overdose on 4/16/01. He was 19 and battled his addiction for 3 years. His greatest wish was to get well and help others recover. He also wanted to educate parents about addiction. He tried so hard to remain in recovery even though treatment was hardly available or affordable where we live. He left behind parents, siblings, a girlfriend and many friends whose lives are forever changed because of him. He was a good kid with a bad illness. Soar with the Angels Robby! We will love you forever.❤️

Robbie, my baby….the world has changed since you’ve gone, you are my world and I miss you so much…my heart is yours forever…….why?

David Livingston,

It’s is so hard to live a day without you. How can one find healing when knowing the battle that a love one couldn’t beat. You was my husband, my friend, a part of me will never be whole. Watching you slip away was like watching me died inside. You was loving, caring, and gave to so many. You told me that you thought i would be great as a drug counselor, however the one person i couldn’t save was you. My hope and wish is that I’m can use your memory to help others before another family has to say goodbye to their love one… 6/29/1973-5/9/2016

Always in my heart

Tracy

Dear Kip, Brittany, Janice, Ana, Bernice, Adam, David, Pups, Ariel and my Daddy…. you didn’t deserve the torment… none of us do/did. Please be in peace and know that I’ll always love you.

Please let your souls continue to guide me past the detriment…

I’m sorry you were in pain, I forgive you for leaving me way to early in our life. I will always love you I hope your at rest. I will miss you, I know God will comfort me. And if you can please do. I will always love you.

“I love you just the same”

Kevin Adam Werner

9/17/84 – 4/25/16

My sweet cousin Michael. You were one of the funniest people I know. I think most people who knew you would say that, and also what an amazing artist you were. You achieved huge goals at such a young age. I’m sorry you had to live with the torment of addiction and the pain it caused. I believe you’re at peace now. We miss you. I love you.

My beloved Grandson passed away 4/12/16 of a heroin o.d. after being clean for 6 mo. He had been living with me for 13 mo. as he had nowhere else to go. He had stolen from his Dad & stepmother, his best friend & from  me to support his habit.He was no longer welcome in their homes. (His friend let him visit but not stay & his family didn’t even want him visiting)  Nick was a caring, sensitive  young man, intelligent & hard working. He loved the outdoors. Camping, hiking, swimming, boating & most recently, mountain climbing. He worked hard to overcome his addiction, however he insisted he could do it by himself without inpatient rehab. He couldn’the. We had long conversations about his addiction. I tried to direct him to God as I knew He was the only one who could help him.Nick believed in God, but I don’the think he had enough faith & his demons got him in the end, or perhaps God decided it was time to relieve him of his torment.I will always love & miss him . My heart literally aches.

Roo, my little brother, we miss you so much. You are very loved, and the world is not the same without you.

Randy, we love you, and we miss you.

To the love of my life, Steven. I will love and miss you with all my heart, forever. I wish I could wake up and this would be nothing but a horrible dream. You will always be my best friend, my soulmate. Until we meet again….when we do, I will never let you go. R.I.P. Steve. 5/3/1967 – 7/6/2010. I love you. :'(

It’s been 4 months and I’m still trying to make sense of it all. Finding out how deep you were into drugs. I wish you would have talked to me, I love you and would have went to the end of the earth to help you. I feel guilt, shame, sadness and overwhelmed by the feelings that I wasn’t there to help you this time.Not a day goes by that I don’t think you, I really miss you and so does your kids. I’m trying to pick up the pieces of our life, but I feel lost. Who am I?..a widow now..your kids adored you, you were the good father. Now I feel I a compass that has lost it’s navigational skills.My friends don’t understand my grief, can’t express my loss for fear of shame in a small town. I feel alone, isolated, hidden secrets.I am angry that the drugs won and left you two babies with no father. Dealing with the kids crying at all hours of the night has shattered my heart.I am learning how to live one day at a time, not easy for me.I Love you and miss you Hun xxo

May you R.I.P Sarah Brantley

We will miss you so very much!

In memory of Bess Davis 1999-2016 who’s struggles ended her life to early. Your Sassy ways and your caring approach will be missed in the Austin community for years to come.

In loving memory of my son, Shawn M. Leins, who passed away in October of 2012 from Methadone toxicity. He had just turned 18 six weeks prior. He did not have a prescription nor was he an addict, but a victim of peer pressure. it has been three and a half years and although the pain isn’t as sharp, it hasn’t gotten any easier. The 32 year old woman who shared her prescription with Shawn was never even questioned because even though I had texts on my phone the detective said it would be too hard to prove. REMEMBER……Methadone diversion is illegal. Please don’t share your prescriptions.  Please like his memorial page.  https://Facebook.com/RIPShawnLeins

This is a tribute in honor of Andrew Curley. His life ended far too soon on September 25, 2013. I wish I could have been one of the lucky ones to have known him – – although his life and legacy has made a big impact on me nonetheless. His memory lives on every day through his family, who have opened their hearts to me, specifically his brother Jason. The pain of Andrew’s absence is real and painful,… but it was not in vain.

A Prayer for Those Addicted to Drugs, by Vienna Cobb Anderson Most loving God, we ask your blessing upon all who suffer from addiction.

Strengthen them to reach out for help.

Enable them to take the first step to recovery.

Bless them with the persistence to persevere in the fight to be free.

Give courage and hope to their families, drawing them close together in the power of your love, which alone can transform our living.

Amen.

I discovered my 21 yr old son tommy dead in his bed of a Heroin overdose. Tommy was a avid runner and was so against drugs he wouldn’t even take a aspirin for a headache . To have him die this way is a shock I will never get over. Tommy had a hard time handling the harsh realities of life . Couldn’t stand anyone being abused , man or animal . He was being bullied in the months before his death which made things worse . The anguish he must of went through to make him take Heroin is heartbreaking . There is nothing worse then a parent losing their child .Oh, do I miss him. You will be forever loved and never forgotten tommy . I know you are happy in heaven now and I know I will see you again , but until we meet again I will miss you and love you every minute of every day.

To my big brother I loved you form my youngest memories you also struggled for as long as I can remember you left us September 16 2015 not a day goes by that I don’t think about you and wish we could just sit and talk like brother should about life and it’s ups and downs I have no one to share my fears with or to share my hope with you dying showed me how much I want to live tomarrow morning I will have 6 months sober, Love you Santino Frank Sorise!! You will always be my big bro!

Dearest Adam, My heart has been shattered with the pain of the loss of you! We tried for so long to help you and to try to discourage you from taking the pain killers and with no prevail we loss you! My whole world has turned upside down! The loss of your brother was enough to put us over the edge! But 12 years later we deal with your loss now too! We had no control over what happened to David, but with you we tried! And now we see how unhappy you really were! Now you are at peace and no more pain! But best of all you are now with your brother! We love you both and miss you both very much! With tears in my eyes, I say, see you later!

My son, Andrew Gibson, passed away in Portland Maine on April 11, 2015 after a three-year battle with Heroin addiction. He was 21 years young.

Andrew started using drugs in Middle School in his hometown of Billerica, Massachusetts at the tender age of 13.  First it was marijuana which he used to excess and often times 3-4 times a day-starting his day with it before going to school. He sold marijuana for many years until he graduated to opiates. Like most kids his age, he started with Perc 30’s until he discovered that for much less money he could buy Heroin. Andrew told me years later that he had no idea that Heroin was so addictive…that his body would need it…and without it he would be sick.

Andrew never went to college, his learning disabilities made school difficult for him and he never liked it. He was very successful his last two years of high school at IACS, a charter school in Tyngsboro, Mass., principally because of the wonderful supportive community at the school, the teachers and administration.  Andrew graduated from high school in 2012.

Andrew loved dirt bikes and actually did his senior project on the dynamics of dirt bike engines. He also loved cars and was proud of his Acura Integra that he would drive to school with the sound system that he installed blaring.

Andrew was always put together….looking “fresh” and wearing a hat to match the color of his shirt and sneakers. He took pride in how he presented himself, cleaning the dirt off his spotless white sneakers, wiping smudges off his mirror sunglasses and sporting a crisp haircut.He was well liked, charismatic, respectful, kind, a good friend, and always willing to help a friend. Andrew had difficulty being kind to himself always focusing on his mistakes and diminishing his successes.

Andrew relapsed many times and struggled with embracing the 12 steps. It took being arrested in 2014 for possession and trafficking of Heroin and being sent to Middleton Jail to make him realize how serious his addiction had become. He went to a sober house in Portland, Maine called Skip Murphy’s where he learned how to live sober.

He got a job as a cook at a local restaurant, learned how to do everything on the grill, was proud that he learned and was good at something new, started to work the steps, got a sponsor, attended and spoke at regular meetings, started mental health counseling, joined a gym, was feeling good about himself.  Physically, he looked and felt great having gained back some weight that he lost when he was on dope.

Andrew helped countless people in his short time with us.  Many people have commented to me that they would not be sober or even alive if they had not met Andrew.

So what happened? Fentanyl being sold as Heroin by dealers making money by killing people.  If you are not familiar with what Fentanyl is it is a potent synthetic opioid analgesic used in surgical procedures. It is 20 times more potent than Heroin. When laced with Heroin, the substance is toxic and deadly.  It is believed that there is a batch being sold as 90 percent Fentanyl disguised as Heroin.  This is murder and the drug dealers should be held responsible.  We must be vigilant in reporting known dealers to the Police. I have given the Portland Police and DEA the name, phone number and address of the individual who sold my son the deadly drug that took his life.

Where do I begin to put into words the pain I have to carry at losing my son at the age of 21? Drug addiction and the underlying mental illness that it carries with it is an epidemic in this country. An evil life sucking plague.  We must change this…now!

Andrew loved going to the coffee shop (Yordprom Coffee Co.) right around the corner from his apartment…ordering his usual sweet iced Vietnamese Coffee….he took me there many times. I have been writing this missive sitting at his favorite coffee shop speaking to the people who work here and learning that they remember him fondly….always smiling and polite. My proud son.

Andrew loved the Lord of the Rings books and movies. One of the sayings from that series that he often referred to – “It’s a dangerous business stepping outside of your door because if you lose your feet there’s no telling where you will be swept off to.”  I hope and trust that you, my darling angel, have been swept off to a magical, peaceful place free of pain and filled with love and joy.  I will see you soon….I love you to infinity, my beautiful son.

I picture you driving the car you were saving for….a Subaru WRX with your tunes on…very loudly…just having left the tanning salon and the gym….heading to Whole Foods for one of your favorite protein burritos….feeling and looking good…and chillin with friends…..all of your favorite things…

You will be missed….never forgotten….and always loved….for infinity My Beautiful Boy.

Love you, Mom….your Number 1 fan….xxoo

Blessings and peace…..

My 25 year old son died May 14, 2014.  Three days after Mothers Day.  Eric was a brilliant kid.  He had grown up very happy and always smiling.  A happy child who liked video games, anything electronic, and was well liked at school.  In fact he would win student of the month for two years in a row.  Eric never had a sip of soda.  Yet as he got older, after high school in which he got the highest MCAS and SAT scores in his class, he seemed to change.  He was happy he was excepted in a University studying Hospitality Management, hoping one day to own his own hotel.  Entering college he suddenly was getting depressed and I didn’t know why.  He was the type of kid who would keep things to himself because he didn’t want me to feel bad.  So he took it upon himself to go to a doctor for help.  After many kinds of anti depressants later, they were not working.  They were changing him, making him worse.  As a result, he turned to street drugs.  A kind soul who would put others before him, he knew he needed help.  Many rehabs later, even out of state three times to get into a different atmosphere, he was fine for a while.  Getting back to school but he called me and said he could no longer grasp school after three years of trying.  at the end of his life, he really wanted help.  But heroin can’t help you cope, it just pretends too.  He never used a needle, but snorted it so in his mind he wasn’t an addict.  He was a great kid never in trouble and he loved me very much and I loved him so.  On May 13 just two days after Mothers Day I found him slumped over in his room.  My life was forever changed.  It has been two years and I have what’s called ” complicated grief.” A feeling you are stuck in time, that I have to live with I couldn’t save him, that I too don’t want to go on.  But I have another son.  I remember our last Mothers Day.  We had a great time.  I am so so sad I will never get over this.  My son, my best friend I tried everything to help him.

Chrissy you have crossed over and I have intense loss and anger and plain but feel you finally at peace. Please look over me In the afterlife as I fiercely tried to with you for 43 years in this life.

David had a smile and a laugh that could cheer up a room. But inside, he was sad. As a young child, he giggled all the time… I can still hear that giggle in my mind, I can see his eyes light up when he laughed. We were close, always, even throughout his addiction. Even when he was angry with me, I was always the person he needed and wanted when things were good, or bad. I lost count of how many times he was in and out of rehab, and how many times he would get clean, and do well. I remember most that he had a long period of sobriety, two years and during that time he became a Barber. He was genuinely happy, and believed that things would change. We all believed, me, his brother and his dad. Once things started going downhill, he told me once, through the tears, he just couldn’t seem to put any clean time together. He would get a couple of months or so, but that was all. The last year of his life, was constant relapses….and he was miserable. He left for vacation, and he got to see his best friend from New York. He was so happy, and so was I… to get the call was so unexpected at that time. But time stood still for me that day: July 26th 2015. My world is forever changed. So now I work in his memory to help others.

It will be 3 years on May 31 that I lost another friend. Paul and I had been best friends 20 yrs ago and then “lost touch”. Now I know why. He took the pathway of addiction that I cannot even fathom. Finally reunited after all that time we were inseparable.  I BELIEVED that after being clean in prison for a time that he would be “all set”. Well, at least he said he was….well apparently not. And my blindness of not knowing the severeness of this powerful drug led to my naiveness.  On May 30th he asked me to come over..he didn’t want to be alone.  I said sure, be there shortly—knowing I wasn’t going. I called and called the next day–no answer. I said screw it, I’m going there to check on him. Windows open, door unlocked, dishwasher door open..(some of you will get the significance of that). Next room see him on his knees hovering over the small trash bucket…touch his back…say “Honey”, kneel down to look at his face—–Black.  Arm with dried blood running down it I pull him over where he lays on his side with his left arm stuck folded by death.  Calling 911, seeing the spoon and the empty bags, and all the while wondering why the hell didn’t I just go over last night…and wondering still if I had would it just have been a different night. RIP Paul~your demons are finally at rest.

Lee Pickens, a warm loving son lost his battle on 6-12-15. He was a deep soul, with a big heart and always a smile on his face. He loved his family with all his heart and had a deep faith in God. I always knew he was not for this earth as he held deep hurts and couldn’t understand injustices.  He will be forever loved and missed. His life did matter. ♡♡♡

John Gorton Lookretis 4/19/1990 – 2/19/2016

Johnny,

In 14 days, you would have been 26 years old.

Ever since I fell in love with you and realized the power of your addiction, this has been my WORST fear.

I’m 24, I’ve started my career, & I’m about to graduate college.

This should be one of the most exciting times of my life, but instead I’m questioning the PURPOSE of life.

There are no words for this pain, and nothing anyone can say to make this better.

The only thing that could bring me any peace right now is to know you’re eternally happy, that your beautiful soul exists, that you’re not hurting, and that you know how LOVED you are.

I hope that when I tell you this, you can hear me.

You have no idea what you were to me; how important our love was.

Without family and love, I didn’t feel like I belonged anywhere.

Our relationship gave my life meaning again.  The relationship I had with your family was so precious to me.

You were my angel, my everything.

I can’t fathom your addiction.  I HATE that addiction took you away from me; from all of us.

When I met you, I knew that we were going to spend out lives together.  We called each other soul mates.

I felt like you saved me and that life was finally complete, and then we lost everything to because of pills and heroin.

I WISH I COULD HAVE SAVED YOU the way you saved me.

I know that’s irrational, that you were the only one who could save yourself.

I wish you could have opened up to me more.  I hate that I often had to push you away.

I can’t believe I’m 24, and that I’m going to spread more of your ashes.  It’s so unfair that life ended up this way.

I have to believe that you’re in a better place, that you’re safe.  That’s the only way any of this can be acceptable.

This is the only way I can find happiness again.

I have to believe that the death of your body was actually your BLESSING; that the dark power of your addiction can’t hold you back anymore.

I HOPE THAT YOU’RE FREE.

If we were still together and this happened, this would probably have ended me too.  I remember praying that addiction wouldn’t take you away, because your family and I couldn’t handle it.  Maybe that’s selfish, maybe this is what you needed.

Anyway, I hope I see you again in the afterlife.  This world would be way too cruel if this was the end.  I know you wouldn’t want me to be sad.  I know you would want me to find love and happiness.  You and I both know that our love for each other was UNCONDITIONAL.

You and I never had closure, and maybe we weren’t supposed to, because we will ALWAYS be a part of each other.

I hope you know how much I love you.

I hope you know I forgive you.

I hope that without drugs stealing your soul, that you have found yourself again.

I hope that you’re radiating happiness and joy because you deserve it.

I hope that I can witness your joy because NOTHING would make me happier.

I will forever look for you in all things beautiful.

OUR LOVE IS FOREVER.

Love, Lexi

My younger sister cristy had an overdose two days ago and is still in the hospital. I’ve never been so scared. Hoping she doesnt have any brain damage from this and can make it out.

My sister Paula Carter died back in Dec of 2015, few weeks before Christmas, we had no clue, n would never had thought this would be the case, she was 34 yrs old and has been a shock to all of us, she was going thru a divorce, and was happier that she finally left and loved her two boys, has a 9 yr old and a 2 yr old, sh adored her kids, was stressed I know from soon to be ex husband, but we didn’t get to talk alot, but she was a good person, believed in God, and wanted better for her and her boys, she wasn’t constant with drugs as far as I know, but she could have been trying to deal with the stress of everything, be close to your family and friends and keep your eyes open,  be aware as much as you can.

On the day of April 2, 2016 i lost my dear cousin from a tragic death from an accidental overdose of heroin. At the age of 25 he was caught in the grip of addiction and was struggling for his life. He was clean for 2 months and finally became the father he needed to be for his 8 month old son but addiction had a very strong grip on him and he relapsed with a very bad batch of heroin which caused his heart to stop.It destroyed my entire family and me being the age of 18 feel like i have lost everything. In the state of Delaware, heroin has become the number 1 drug killing the youth and adults. My message to people all around the world, if you or someone you know is struggling with drugs and or addiction of something life threatening please do not hesitate and ask for help. There is help out there for people who want to change there life’s and become a better person. There are people who care in this world and if we come together we can stop this from happening and we can stop young people leaving this world to soon.

Michael, my love, my soul, my everything… You would’ve been 35 years old today…. I can’t believe it’s been 4 years since you left us but it still feels like yesterday. Me and our girls went to your resting place today, and I know we’ll be together again one day, but the pain we feel, the emptiness left in our heart hurts everyday.. We drive by our house often, wishing you’d still be there… Had you given me just a few more days, I was coming home and maybe you’d still be here or maybe it would’ve still happened but I would’ve been able to save your life, but you left us on my birthday, the day before Father’s Day on June 16th, 2012.. I hope you know I didn’t let you die in vain, I got clean for our girls shortly after your death. I can admit it hasn’t been easy but I know you’re finally at peace and no longer in pain.. I’ve seen you only in my dreams but know you have sight in both eyes again and are no longer tortured by the demons of heroin… We love you and miss you…. Always and forever in our hearts, Annie, Hallie, and Brianna…xoxox to the moon and back!!

Christopher,

In 2013 I was posting on Facebook about how happy I was that I no longer had to worry about my best friend and how many emotions rush over you when your troubled friend is now able to give you a new, peaceful, positive perspective on life. Unfortunately, that was a time in history that did not have the strength to last through the storms. You are gone now, as of last week. 30 years old, two beautiful children, a family so sweet and so sincere and so loving to you. You were a sensitive man, always humble, always wishing the best for the people you loved. You never stopped trying, but you couldn’t do it alone and some of us weren’t strong enough to face the harsh reality which was our relationship with you. I know you always had the best intentions, and I know that you seeked forgiveness that you never thought would come. There’s nothing quite as honorable yet gut wrenching and heart breaking as it was to deliver a eulogy at my best friends funeral. I heard so many beautiful things about you that I will cherish forever. This doesn’t seem real still, but your final goal was to help people get clean and to teach people what a horrible drug heroin is. You lost your love, Elizabeth & you couldn’t handle the deliberate attacks online. You relapsed a few days later and now you are gone. In your honor, I am going to work with the local prevention service centers, shelters, rehabs, churches etc to raise awareness & to remember all of the loved ones lost. I wish you could be here to help me prepare what I hope to be a beautiful, annual event in Canton, Ohio. You would have the best things to say. Please be with me. I love you, everyday.

My dearest Friend Brittani,

Its been a month and I can’t believe it still. Not sure I will ever completely accept this. I wish I could hold you or talk with you one more time so I can tell u how very important you are to me and how happy having you in my life has made me.

B you will be forever missed and never forgotten.

I can’t wait to see your face again.

I love you.

Love always

Sarah  (your forever friend)

Dealing with this grief is harder then anything I could have ever imagined. I still don’t believe your gone sometimes, and I wait for you to call me, calling me your ” mini me”. My mom had such a good heart, she just couldn’t get away from her addiction, I’m only 16 and now I have to live most of my life without my mother. I tried so hard to get her away from her addiction and I’m left feeling guilty that I was so mean, getting so angry watching her hurt herself. Nothing will ever be the same without you mom I love you so much.

Dear Brother. I have many conflicting emotions about your passing. I feel GUILTY that we haven’t been in touch for so very long. I feel CONFUSED as to why you chose to turn to drugs in the first place so many years ago. I feel ANGRY at the circumstances of the past that made you feel like that was the only way to cope. I feel extremely SAD that you aren’t here any more and also somewhat RELIEVED that the trials of this life are now over for you and HOPE that you can be at peace. When I think back to when we were kids I remember your smiling face and wish I could hug you just once more before you go on your way. I love you.

Dear Jason,

Words can’t express how hollow our hearts are without you.  I wrote this poem for you.

Always in my heart,

Aunt Tracy

Rest In Peace Dear Nephew

I hate you heroin with all my heart, you eat up souls and tear them apart.

He was a young boy so innocent and pure you found your way into a wide open door.

He changed so much with such hatred and despair, I can’t believe you play so very unfair.

I watched as you caused him such torture and pain, yet he could not stop riding the heroin train.

My nephew is gone now and my family is sad, for you dear heroin are so very bad.

Please leave us alone now you have caused so much despair, leave us alone now my family is beyond repair.

I miss you dear nephew more than you know, for my heart now has a wide open hole.

Rest in peace now dear nephew for the battle is over, you no longer have to fight with heroins soldiers.

So close your eyes now dear nephew place your head in gods hands,for he will now free you from heroins tortuous bands.

Jason 8/21/78-11/15/15

My wonderful daughter, my friend, sleeping in my bed. But you were not asleep. How do I go on without you, 44 years old and every day a blessing, I just never thought it would turn into a reality. How do I deal with this piece of me you have taken with you. I remember the first time you moved inside me. This time I couldn’t get you to move. How I loved you, You didn’t want to go, we had just bought all those flowers for your garden. As hard as it was every day you kept at it, Addiction gripped you so tightly that it killed you in the end. I hope it isn’t the end for you. I so hope you get to realise your potential, we told you so many times you could do whatever you wanted with that bright,.witty, funny, aware, intelligent mind you had. And you were so beautiful. The longer it is the harder it is, I miss you more after speaking to you so often for so many years. I love you Heidi, as you well knew and not even your death will ever change that. You were my special daughter, Be Happy

I layed my brother to rest 3 years ago, Robert #35 I’m sorry I never honored you. I will change that, not a moment goes by your not on my mind. I love you

Dear John,

How I wish you were here. You were my only brother and this pain dissipating is a realistic fear. I will always remember the memories and hold them near.  From little kids to big kids to adult years one thing was certain, I knew as you knew that even if we didn’t show it, if either of us called we would be right there. The 11 days you spent at my home, playing with the boys, talking and crying to me will be treasured for an eternity. I wish I didn’t understand this disease so well. I wish I couldn’t  see through your smile and recognize that your life on earth had become a living hell. I am tired of hearing people say that you are in a better place, happy and free… because  John, you were to f*****g young to die.. you were only 33! You had a life time ahead of you with talent I envied, you could draw, fix cars, build, paint and so much more! You were my little brother but in so many ways you were my hero Johnny and my biggest regret is not telling you this before! It’s strange to say that I knew before I got the call, I had a feeling and it was proven to be true. I replay that day and night in my head and wish there was something I could do. Truth is I am not that powerful, none of us are… Heroin addiction is the strongest by far. I want you to know and pray that you do, you were loved at your best and at your worst for simply being you. You were not a bad person, a monster, a failure, a hopeless case… you were a man, a son, an uncle, a brother who we cannot see anymore because you are simply living in a different place. You are living in the hearts of all you touched in all that knew you, Johnny… the feather on my shoulder is just one of my reminders that you will ALWAYS be with me.

Love Always,

Heidi j8nb

If I could fill up a letter with everything I wanted to say You wouldn’t be able to finish reading it for days I can’t explain how or when I lost my way Why I went astray Leaving program after program with you guys begging me to stay

I can handle it, I can do this on my own No recovery house or halfway home Is gonna give me what I need to purge this pain out of my bones Collect calls from jail or detox pay phones Turned into me hanging up at the dial tone Ashamed and feeling alone I miss you Wishing I could still live with you But I can’t get a handle on my issues All that I screamed I didn’t do It’s true I was the thief that didn’t have to leave a clue I stole from you But the sickness is the hardest thing for me to get through I had this monkey on my back telling me what to do

There’s moments in time

When I remember small fragments in this life of mine Back when I was doing fine Before living high in a life of crime When I was on the pitchers mound looking for the next sign Pushing off my back foot and letting a fastball fly Strike three! Your out!

When mom would take care of me on the couch When I was sick and had to stay in the house Dropped ice cubes in the soup so I wouldn’t burn my mouth Who would scream and shout Each time I struck someone out I remember Christmas morning opening up gifts Thinking about how great Santa Claus is Just an innocent kid Who didn’t have a clue about how much you and dad did Getting me everything I wanted on my Christmas list Man, I miss this shit Kisses on my forehead before the walk to school Getting me the fresh gear so I could look cool I was such a fool With what I ended up getting into And now I’ve done so much damage I can’t even talk to you

There’s nobody I can blame but myself

I can’t imagine how you felt

Watching your first born destroy his health The sad thing is I don’t even want help It’s better to give it to somebody else I was never prepared for the blow addiction dealt I love you mom and I hope you know it Cause right now I’m feeling hopeless Out of focus The disease is infected in me and I can’t control it I’m a slave Wishing I could bring back the kid you raised Cause each day it feels like I’m digging my own grave I’m just one mistake away Of facing my judgment day And that’s not going to change As long as this poison is flowing through my vein I’ll be locked to a ball and chain Unable to escape the pain Of a heroin addict being permanently attached to my name I’m so sorry this is what I’ve become You used to fill up with pride staring at your son I don’t know if I’m going to survive another run Waiting by the phone waiting for when that death call is gonna come Come identify the body of another addict found in the slums

Please don’t forget the smile you fell in love with When I entered this world before the drugs hit Remember me as your child not the fiend looking for a fix Who would steal from his own family just to get it I can’t tell you enough how much I regret it Wishing I could forget it And never injected Maybe then life would be different If I showed better resistance To addiction Maybe then I’d love a life worth living

Mike you left the other day and I’ll never see you in this life ever again. I just picked you up from jail after an 8 month sentence. I didn’t think you’d stray so fast it only took 3 days for the devil to find you this time. You decided to give it one more try and it was your last. I’m glad you don’t have to suffer another battle with your demons. I only wish you had accepted the gifts you were given. I love you brother and I’ll see you sometime again.

To my best friend Zac, who lost his life to an accidental overdose. Instantly when I met him, and he reached out to me, to hang out with me, to want to be around me, I knew this person was special and genuine. I’ve never met someone who could bring so many smiles to so many faces. You helped me in so many ways and I tried to help you in return as much as I could, though always feeling coming up less, or never providing to give back for what I had received from you. I really can’t even begin to understand how you being gone is going to impact my near and far future. I always expected to remain friends with you forever, growing old. You were a rare person; genuine, giving, always trying to make people feel better about them selves and yet never feeling fully whole yourself. I hope you know I had nothing but the the utmost respect and love for you, and knowing I can’t call you at a moment’s notice when I want to talk to you is truly one of the deepest pains I’ve ever felt. Zac was clean for almost a year and had one slip up. That is all it takes. Your impact on me and your friends and surroundings will never be forgotten, and your wisdom never taken for granted. Be at peace, I hope one day, after all is said and done, circumstances allow for our spirits to meet again. I truly cannot even begin to think what the future will be like without you.

Love you more than words can describe.

Dad (May 31,1964- July 25, 2015)

You passed unexpectedly for me at 51 years young. You were in pain and I’m not mad but I miss you. You were so hardworking and handy. I have no one to help me fix anything anymore. I really began to mature and appreciate how truly genuine, funny and talented you were just about a year before your death. It broke my heart. You deserved to win the lottery and deserved to walk me down the aisle and have the grandchild you were asking for (I’m waiting for marriage). You just deserved everything you wanted cuz you were just that cool. I can’t get over how I will never see you again nor will I ever meet anyone as down to earth as you. I work with people your age and they are “not cool”. You were a special friend to many people. I’m not just grieving over the loss, I’m grieving over your life that you lost. You were so happy and looking forward to things and I wish the wrong person didn’t show up out of the blue July 25, 2015. You were doing so well until then. I miss you.

TO MY DAUGHTER, LAURA – 8-18-79 – 1/30/16

“HOPE IS THE THING WITH FEATHERS THAT PERCHES IN THE SOUL – AND SINGS THE SONG WITHOUT THE WORDS – AND NEVER STOPS – AT ALL”

I “hoped” this day would never come. I never stopped “hoping” you would come back to me – I have always loved you.

I miss you, Corrie. Not a day doesn’t go by I don’t think about the day we shot up and me waking up go find you there next to me, unresponsive and not breathing. When they told me you had so little of a chance for recovery, my heart sank…I still can’t get that day out of my head. We were so close to getting clean. Once we were finally clean and our lives were on track, I was going to ask you to marry me. I wanted to grow old with you. Now, over a month later, I’m still crying every day. You made me so happy and showed me so many things about life. You were my soul mate and I’ll never find another like you again. It’s so hard, staying clean. I want to drown these feelings I have, they kill me every day. I know you’d want me to move on, clean up, and be happy. But I lost a piece of myself the day you died. RIP Corrie Nicole Browning 8/21/89-12/25/2015. I’ll love and miss you forever.

I would like to say how much I miss you Adam James Tripp. You left us far too soon. You were only 23 and you had your whole life ahead of you. We placed you with your brother David at the Memorial Gardens in Plymouth. We visit you as much as we can. Especially on holidays, birthdays, and anniversaries! We wish there was more we could have done for you. We love you with all our hearts.

Just wanted to say I’m glad I had the honor of meeting you, and was able to hire you as one of my cooks. Addiction can be a horrible thing, and very hard to overcome, but you fought a hard battle and now you’re able to finally rest. Every challenge I gave you, you conquered it, you were a great person, someone I could depend on when I needed help, always trying hard to help people. I want to say thank you, you can finally rest and be at peace.

There is not a day that goes by where you don’t cross my mind. You were and always will be the light of my life. This whole time I thought I was teaching you but now I know it was you who taught me. Jeffrey Gut, September will always be a dark month for the rest of my life. They say it was an accidental overdose, but it doesn’t matter anymore. You no longer have pain and can be as free as the wind. I see you when I close my eyes and I feel you when I don’t know what to do. You are the best fiancé a person could have. I wish I would had seen the signs. You are the kind of person God gives a girl so that she knows what loss means for the rest of her life. Please be always with me. I love you Jeffrey Gut.

April 11,1996-September 27,2015

There’s so many stories of heartbreak out there, famous and everyday…and the only ones I can think of right now are: (1) James Groen, my uncle who died from a heroin overdose in May, 2005. A wild-card, he had progressed through the drugs and into heroin, until one day he got sick of himself…and simply vanished. Just over 3 years later, my mom and her mom and sisters received the news he was gone. It wasn’t until his memorial when several others attended, uninvited, and had something very important to share: he and they were in Narcotics Anonymous and he turned his life around, even earned his 3-year coin, until he got surgery and the Oxycontin wasn’t working as he’d hoped, so he bought some heroin…and the first injection was his last. That was a hard blow once the facts all sifted down, nobody ever thought he’d attempt to make up for all those years…but he tried. And I can’t ignore or dishonor that. I wonder what he’d have become and what he’d teach us all, had he lived. And (2) Anissa Jones, who was known the world over as Buffy from “Family Affair”, the first girl I ever fell for…when I was 2. And I fell HARD. Devastatingly beautiful, so charming…and so pressured and lonely in real life. My heart broke when I learned of her passing and it remains broken to this day, 40 years later. She loved kids, her brother Paul, poetry, the ocean, doing things for others…and so much more. She deserved so much better. I wonder if she ever really knew how many countless thousands upon ten-thousands upon hundred-thousands upon millions of us adored her…and what we’d have given her to see her happy, for all the happiness she gave us. That never leaves my mind. I’d have given anything. And I mean that. That’s how much she meant. Love and miss ya both, rest peacefully always. — Rob

Mom, I know you’re going through a lot and I know you feel like you can’t deal with life at the moment, but think of me and your two other daughters. I know you’re doing not okay and you’re in the hospital getting the help you need right now. I just wanted you to know that I love you and I’m sorry. You’re just having a bad year, not a bad life.

Joey, the day the addiction devil took you from us was one of the worst, but I know you are smiling down on all of us. I am graduating with a BSW and specialization in substance abuse in 5 months. Everything I do is for you, and I promise you, I will make a change. Love You.

My little brother. He was a happy, funny, caring person. He loved his family, he loved to hunt and he loved his job. He made plenty of mistakes throughout his life but he always redeemed himself and we always supported him. After a lifetime of addiction to narcotics, he entered an 18 month program to beat his addiction. Everyone there was so proud of him that he even talked about counseling other addicts. Clean and sober since 2011, but suffering from chronic insomnia, he took a narcotic intravenously, the dose was too much. He just wanted to get some sleep and he never woke up. He was loved and he will be missed eternally.

My beautiful Jordyn, you left me 5 months ago today, my heart has been aching ever since. So many unanswerd questions. But I do know that you are finally at peace and no longer running from those demons that haunted you. That is the only thing that makes since out of all this. You touched so many lives. Your laugh, your smile, your sense of humor, quick wit, and zest for life were almost intoxicating. You left behind your beautiful 3 yr old daughter Layla, who is the spitting image of you. I guess I’m lucky in that aspect, it’s like watching you grow up all over again. Not a day goes by that your name doesn’t pass my lips, and not a night goes by that I don’t blow you kisses to heaven. Grieving is hard, you left me too soon…you were only 23! Fly high my Angel, continue to watch over me and your daughter. That is what brings me peace from all this. Please know, I ALWAYS HEARD YOU! You are forever loved and forever a part of me. I miss you so very much! Love, Mommy

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!!

9/26/84-9/14/15 Dustin Howard you were my best friend my future my handsome charming fiance. I’ll love you always baby and though I lost my best friend I gained an angel. You were my rock. I lived & breathed you. You were my drug. You will forever be missed. Rest in Peace and we will met again Love always your moochie && monkey -amber- I know God has always been with us & I know that was Him that day!!! Mwuah

Hello Ed it’s sis. I know you have been struggling with life here on earth. I know you are at peace now in heaven. Mom, Dad and I miss you so much. RIP dearest brother?

Three years ago on November 17th, you passed away from an overdose, I’m not quite sure what you overdosed on but I can’t seem to get that picture out of my head of you dying slowly… Today is your birthday, you would’ve been 23, it’s crazy how time flies huh? You used to tell me to not get into trouble and to stay away from all of that bad stuff. I miss you so much Alexander, I think about you every minute of every day, wondering what you would be doing if you were still here. I love you cousin. I’ll see you soon. Rest in peace Alexander.

So, I lost my foster brother, Roy, to a heroin and alcohol overdose in Aug 2000, he was 33. We don’t know for sure if it was suicide or accidental. He’d previously made a suicide pact with his girlfriend, was this his part?  It doesn’t get easier….I miss him so much. I so much want to turn the clock back, just to change this bit. I didn’t know how to save him. I tried, but it wasn’t enough. I pray he turned to the Lord. I wish I’d listened better that last night, despite the repetition, should I have taken things more seriously(?), I’d run out of steam and I’m sorry. I wish I’d tried to take him away with us that weekend, I wish I’d helped more financially when I was able, maybe that would have made the difference. I’m so sorry he had to be alone at the end, no one should have to be, the bleakness of it all is hideous. I just want him back. I love him and always will. He was a precious soul, the kindest of hearts, despite his situation.

We can never fully understand another’s pain and so cannot judge. We can only stand alongside and hope and pray that’s enough. Love is the answer and only God’s is enough, for all of us.

Rest peacefully my lovely, lovely brother.

1/03/2015..On this day my good friends loss there son Adam,and Nicole loss her brother. It was a very tragic and sad day. One which will never be forgotten. Adams smile and big heart and sense of humor will always be remembered by his family and all that loved him. He was a very special person that was taken away to soon. He is missed everday and will never be forgotten. We love you and miss you always.

Three years ago on 12/8/2012 we learnt about your passing. We believe you passed away a day earlier. Not a day goes by that I don’t miss you, cry for you and think about you. World has become a darker place.  I hope you are happy were you are. Till we meet again Szumku. Love you. Mum.

11/24/2015 ,On this DAY you changed our life’s forever.you will be forever loved, missed everyday to the end of our time. FOR MY BROTHER IN LAW

Taylor, we lost you to a heroin overdose August 4, 2006.  It was the worst day of my life, and my heart was shattered.  Not a day goes by that I don’t think of you and miss you.  I wish I could have helped you more.  There is a hole in our lives without you.  Love, Mom

Today would’ve been your 30-th birthday. We only got to celebrate 27 birthdays together.

In a few days it will be 3 years since you left us. It doesn’t get any easier. We all miss you and love you very much.

Happy Birthday Szymon.

Love mum.

In memory of the love of my life and father of my unborn son. I miss you more than you could ever imagine. You couldnt have known how much you meant to so many people because I know it would have been enough to stop from going back. You left in the most tragic way. And i am completely lost without you. You are in my prayers every second of the day. I love you no matter how ugly your truth was and i would always tell you how much i loved you more because our bundle of joy loves you too. Carrying our child through this has not been easy and i hope to see your face in his when i get to see him for the first time. I wish i could be right next to you just to say i love you. And that you are truly an amazing person. That I appreciate you and will ultimately never let you go. I hope you hear my prayers. And i look forward to the day that i get to see you my love once again. Please look over our baby boy and me. He needs you. I love you baby. Not a day goes by I dont think about the amazing person you were deep down inside. I hope you have found peace. That you are no longer in constant battle with the demon that took over your life. When i see you again i will hug you like ive never hugged you before. And i will never let you go again. SIP

Another Thanksgiving without you Jake. This is the third, and I sure miss you saying ” Mom your the best cook”  and your hugs and kisses. We all miss you and are caring on. But not a day goes by that I don’t think of you at least a thousand times. We all did the best we could when you were here, always believing you could kick the drugs to the curb, you tried. Heroin sucks it pulled you in and killed you. For that I am so sorry. Rest in peace my son.  Love,   Mom, Dad, James and jacs

I can’t come to terms with this. I love you so much. I miss you … Every min of every day as do your children.

Although it’s been many years, I still think about you, mom. I know you left because you felt that you couldn’t cope with life. As a single mother with an alcohol problem, you did the best you could. There was a period in my life after you died where I blamed you for my problems, but as I get older I now realize that life is complicated.

It took a long time, but I’m no longer angry with you. I hope this releases you to whatever comes next.

in loving memory of Bradley Argyle. I miss you every minute of every  day. My heart is shattered into so many pieces it hurts to breath. I can’t wait to hold you and kiss your sweet face again. Till then stay safely tucked in Jesus’s sweet embrace. I love you to the moon and back always and forever. (I told you I loved you more??)

In remembrance of my eldest brother Justin Lee Kelly who was taken from us by the hands of addiction on may 9th 2007, he was 29 years old. He left behind three beaitiful sons, his grieving parents, and a brother and sister. There are no words to describe the pain of loss or the agony of knowing youll never come back. That ill never hear your voice again or see your breath taking smile ?. It has been eight long hard years since youve left and it doesnt ever get any easier. You were my world and now because of drugs your gone. Wont ever get to see your baby sis get married or go to college. Never get to see your sons grow and help them to be good men. Those things forever crush my heart. I would like to spread the awareness of how Justin passed. He took Oxycontin and Methadone. Substantially high amounts of both. THAT is what caused his death. If he would have took one or the other he may be alive still today, but the combination of the two will send a person into cardiac arrest, a seizure, and then death. This is what happened with Justin. I wish people would realize how dangerous these are and that it COULD BE ANYONE!! I love and miss you so much Justin. A huge piece of my heart left with you the day you went. Maybe one day when i see you again ill get that piece back. I will always keep your memory alive and spread awareness in your honor brother!!! You did not die in vain. Forever missing you. Your baby sister T ??

Brandy, I miss you so much. I know your life on this earth was a living hell.  12 years of fighting that addiction was a constant battle for you. I tried to do all I couLd to save you. Rehabs all over the country’s, prayer, guilt love, tough love, begging love. No matter how messed up you were at times, I always loved you unconditionally. There was no mountain that I did not move for you, juSt to get you well. Just to free you from that demon. But in the end Brandy , I lost you, my sweet child. April 19,2014 was the worse day of my life. But it comforts me to know that you are no longer Addiction’s Slave. Fly free baby, play your drum set, guitar and piano with the Angels. I will see you soon again. I love you to infinity and beyond. Mom

It’s  been three hard years since I lost you to an overdose of heroin.  My agony and hurt is still as raw as the day it happened.  Passing time only has made it worse.   I would give anything to see your smile -hear your voice.  I am still so confused about what happened that day.  All of your friends agree that you could have only done it a few times.  Then it killed you.  There were no failed rehabs.  There was no gong back to the drug, and more rehabs.  We had no idea what was going on!..  A few of your friends had been on it for years.  They are not dead,  and I’m sorry, but I am jealous.  They are alive, but not you.  Several people came come to me and said that what happened to them helped – and they are clean.  Matt and Oscar have been clean for a long time.  But it never ends, Jon and Gary have died of that poison.  I have bee in a clinical depression since that nightmare day I found you.  Doc has diagnosed me with Ptsd.  I’m a wreak, but Dad and Dan keep right on going.  I feel like a millstone around their necks.  But damn it Dave why did you do such a stupid thing?   We were so close, couldn’t you have told me?  The failure to help you hurts like hell.  I have read of more and more about this poison.  As far as I am concerned,  you were murdered, just like so many others.  I love you son of my heart, and I miss you more and more each day.        MommaR8s

Remembering my little brother Peter, who we sadly lost september 2013 aged only 42.

You are in our hearts and thoughts everyday and we miss you so much. This world was just too difficult for you and hopefully you’re at peace now. Remember we all love you and one day we’ll be together again.

Kay

xxx

Today I watched my mother and grandparents cry out in pain as my brother lay in a casket at his viewing. Michael was only 23 years old when heroin capsules with fentanyl ended his life. All it took was one time to end all his potential; his hopes and dreams. My mother, an RN for almost 30 years, was at home when she heard him fall in the family room. 911 was called and during this time she did CPR while spitting out her own sons vomit, fighting desperately for his life. Narcan was administered 12 times but it could not save his life.

His 4 year old nephew adored him. When I would drop my son off for babysitting, on the way home he would tell me about how he and “uncle bike” played baseball out in the yard, went sword fighting or pretended to be pirates hunting for buried treasure.

All I ever wanted for you was to find happiness. To find your place in the world and put your habits behind you in the past. But I have lost you to addiction and now I am left behind to pick up the pieces.

You were so loved and I wish we could have saved you.

Missing my dear brother Patrick Margotta more and more everyday. You fought such a long hard battle, but unfortunately it got the best of you. Our world just isn’t the same without you. RIP until we meet again.

The biggest lesson my dad taught me before he overdosed on pain killers was to find the humor in life. I guess that’s why he passed away on April 1st, 2015. You had a heart of gold and would take the shirt off your back for a stranger is they needed it, even if it was your last one. Not a day goes by were I don’t miss you and want a hug from you. I know you wanted to be strong and make me proud but I just wanted to help you and you didn’t have to go through it alone. There are so many things you didn’t get to experience and I’m sorry you suffered so much. I love you daddy and I hope you’re not in pain anymore.

God Bless and Take Care Of My Little Brother Gary Gibson, who we lost on the 13th of October 2015.

Pray You Are At Peace Now!!!! A Gentle/Good Soul with a Heart Of Gold!!! Will Miss You Always xoxo

Giving all my love and devotion to a beautiful man, 12 yrs of watching him suffer from his addiction he lost the battle on July 13th, 2015. Finally at peace my love. I will never be the same from this.RIP MY BEST FRIEND GILBERT E LOPEZ III. STRONG LOVE ? WITH ALL MY HEART AND SOUL I’LL FOREVER LOVE YOU AND MISS YOU UN TILL WE MEET AGAIN BABY XOXO

17 years of unbelievable memories starting from Kindergarten that ended too soon. Waking up everyday without my bestfriend is something that will never be normal. I love you always & miss you even more Kasey Lynn <3

So its been 4 months as of yesterday you were taken away Dad. We got the toxolgy report back and it reassured me of what we already knew. It is really hard for me to accept the fact your gone and even more so wbat took you. You were my idol growing up and now I’m 25 years old and I am gonna need you for so many things. I wonder if you knew what was going to happen that night or if someone did this to intentionally take you away from us. I educate myself on what happened that night and I still can’t seem to figure out why you left that night. You were so strong and never would have wanted to let your kids know you were suffering and to find out you had even asked for help and were seeking it.   Life is crazy. How time goes by so fast and stops all at the same time. I think about you always and know you live on through your kids. Not a day goes by it doesn’t hurt and I replay your voice in my head. Happy thanksgiving Dad. I am thankful your not suffering. That you are in peace and you can finally see all your kids all the time.

This is for my beautiful mother Colleen LeClaire. She did her best as a single mother battling depression and acholism! I miss her warm spirit and love! She will be forever remembered in our hearts!

My sister Kodye. With only two years apart we grew up very close as kids. At a young age I left home which caused me not to be as involved as I should have. She started off at 12 or 13 smoking some weed. Eventually it led to more harder drugs, presciption pills, ice, methadone,  and heroin.  By 15 she had been in more hospitals for a o.d than I could count. Dhs resi units and social workers were a big part of her life. She spent time in youth jails for the crimes she would commit to support her habits and just general trouble she would find herself in. In spite of all this on occasion she would spend with family, she would always assure us she was doing well. I knew she would lie to keep us happy. Although she was sick with a drug habbit. She tried to protect us from knowing the truths of her life.

This is year we lost her at 20 years old.

Drug addiction is a sickness. I wish I could have done more for my sister by understanding and not being so close minded about drugs.

Kodye marie jobe ♡

12 September 1994 – 11 May 2015

In loving memory of my angel Justina Renee Wahlsmith who passed away April 1, 2014 of a heroin/meth overdose.  I love you and miss you so much, I miss your arms your hugs your laugh your smile. I love you so much, so much. I see you every night in my dreams,  riding horses together through the snowy mountains sharing stories, laughing and loving each other. Till we meet again in heaven, in my heart and soul I carry you.  I love you always and forever.

MOMMY

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 www.rupellfuneralhome.com.

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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.

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 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 suffering…today 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 mistakes…it’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”…so 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.

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.

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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 here….my 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 cellphone..no 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.

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 happens…it 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.

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

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: https://youtu.be/BwQEVFQwCwI      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 do…it 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 hug…one more kiss good night…one 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?

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 gold…you 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

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.