No one has heard him laugh in so long, he hasn’t felt a hug in several years, so many facets of this devastating loss that you don’t consider at first. He cooked for me, cleaned, decorated my walls with art and his art, made music for me on the computer and mp3 player.They slowly insinuate themselves into your mind when you least expect them and they never leave you alone again. He had an addiction to heroin and had to go to rehab a number of times.But it all made me realize that I actually DO want to live and experience life.
[Please be aware that as this is a public forum, any use of profanity or personal attacks in Tributes may lead to the Tribute not being published].Remembering those who have died – or been injured – because of overdose is an important part of International Overdose Awareness Day.If you would like to commemorate somebody, please add Tributes here.He was trying hard to get her to get clean so they could get their daughter back , she did go to rehab finally, because of an arrest.. I kicked her out of the house because of the hurt she kept causing my son, he only wanted to love her , she constantly cheated, kept doing drugs, and it caused arguments..When she got out, about 2 weeks before my son passed, she seemed ok. She refused to work, or lift a finger around the house… Chad assured me he was done with her and that she would not return…The police ignored his cries for help and continued to process him into the local prison.