You left us just a little over three weeks ago. You tried to fight your demons but they were too strong. You were all or none, you had no rock bottom, you lost everything including your life. The heroin and fentanyl were the love of your life. Ultimately your lover was your killer. We may not of liked you sometimes due to the hold your lover had over the real you but we truly loved you. No more worrying about if you’re safe or cold or hurt. We know exactly where you are now and instead of us watching over you, you are watching over us. We will get thru this but we will never get over it. RIP sweet sister of mine. Manda Smith-Mooneyhan 8/7/80-8/5/14.