In the days and weeks following the loss of my son to a heroin overdose, sleep was my friend. The pain of loss was so impactful, so overwhelming and so real that to sleep was relief. Relief from the pain and from the extreme sadness of those around me. Those I loved the most. It … Continue reading Morning Mourning
There lies my Prince. My firstborn. My beautiful boy. I screamed.
On December 30th, 2016 my skies turned gray. My Sunshine had taken heroin and heroin in turn took my sunshine. There began my journey through grief. Here you will read in words what no one can see; the pain in the heart of this Mother. It is my hope that in my story someone else … Continue reading Skies Turned Gray