Until 11 June you always left people smiling, feeling the better for having been with you; your laugh – contagious. To my son Jonathan- August 27th will make three years since you left us. I hope you found your “Flying Lion” and watch over all of us who LOVE and MISS you!!!!!!!! Mom 143 xoxo My sweet son Josh, My heart breaks everyday without you. I have learned since your death that it was much more powerful than you could conquer on your own. He had such a great 2016 that I stopped waiting for the call. Can’t wait to see him on the other side when my time has come. He was found overdosed from hydromorphone September 25, 2018- our Mother’s birthday. The children called me (grandmother/mom) and said they could not wake up mommy and daddy. To deal with the pain he kept taking his meds, not realizing how much he was taking. We are “Families Fighting Addiction”, Our family lost Gregory Robert L. When I got the call that you was in the hospital because of your addiction to pills and alcohol my heart broke I was saddened and so lost just the very thought of losing you someone who with out a doubt for everyone who needed your regardless of what you was going through you was always there for everyone the doctors told us you was on the road to recovery and you would be home soon.
Always at the top of his class academically while struggling socially. While we were concerned, we were not overly as we both experimented with drugs in our teen years. While he graduated sum cum lauded one year earlier than his classmates, he was a heroin addict.
To have some time back and been totally honest with myself. He was in honors classes since 5th grade while playing in the orchestra and on travel baseball teams and later his school team as well.
That was on a Monday, on Wednesday we found him unresponsive in his bedroom.
Never ever did I suspect that my son was injecting heroin. Once we knew he was “using” we still didn’t understand. One of the last birthdays we celebrated was his, his 19th.
How many days am I supposed to wait to say anything? I say my son Maxwell’s name proudly and I am NEVER embarrassed to tell his story.
I like to think that he is finally at peace, free from the tortures of addiction. Whether you are someone in active addiction, in recovery, a family member with a loved one in active addiction or in recovery, or the dreaded, a person with a loved one lost to the disease, we all suffer. We must stay strong together to demand changes in treatment and in stigma. Not only had they changed, but we didn’t understand the depths of addiction. Take him to college, to room with his lifelong friend, and all would be ok. It’s a long story, but he was arrested in connection with a friends overdose. What we didn’t know is that the drugs had changed considerably. But we, as his parents, thought this was going to solve his problem. I knew the time had come, his delicate state could no longer be supported. With his father and the priest present, life support was removed. I like to think that his soul was long gone from his body. I had the hospital priest come to pray for him and to forgive his sins. He felt so horrible for using drugs and for the harms it caused him and others. Your son Caydon will be 9 yrs old son and what a smart little boy he is. You are always loved, missed and remembered For all the great things you brought to my life, especially for the wonderful gift of my Grandson Caydon. It has been over 2 years since you left this world. I also know that you were not aware it was fentenyl. I promise to raise your son, my grandson to know how much you dearly loved him. Its been 8 long years since you left us too soon, only 28 years old, beautiful, smart, and so much fun to be with. The worst thing was that the police said it was suicide but I know it wasn’t. He is missed every second of every day and I post this tribute in his memory. I broke down and couldn’t stop crying you was like my sister and was my best friend I didn’t but want to admit you was no longer going to be here for me.