I lost my only son, John Atkinson, on March 30, 2002, to an overdose of alcohol, crack cocaine and opiates. My life was forever changed by my son’s downward spiral though the hell of addiction and his subsequent death from this horrid disease.
John left behind a four year old son. There is always an empty chair to remind me that he is gone. There is a piece of my heart missing, a piece in the perfect shape of him.
Please don’t think that addiction can’t happen to you or someone in your family. This disease is like a thief in the night, and does not discriminate. It will ravage you, your home, your children….
Some die, that others may live. May the death of my son not be in vain.