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Permalink Reply by Bern on October 19, 2013 at 9:02pm

My only 20 year old son was shot 9/30/12. He was at a girl house and she said they were playing with the gun and he shot himself. That is the oldest story on the book. Everyone know something else went wrong. The police here in Mobile Alabama took her word and the detectives did not take interest and close the case. We are asking for help from the DA since February 2013. No return call as of today. Ask an investigator for help too. I was told I had a frown on my face every since my son was shot.

Permalink Reply by Nancy Errigo on October 23, 2013 at 3:33pm

I lost my son to drugs also five months ago. I still feel like I could have paid more attention. He was 32.

Permalink Reply by Nancy Errigo on October 23, 2013 at 3:47pm

I lost my son to drugs also five months ago. I still feel like I could have paid more attention. He was 32.

Permalink Reply by Amy B. on January 9, 2014 at 11:47am

Nancy,

    My son died in March of a drug overdose. I know how you feel. Did you know that he was using? I had no idea and was overwhelmed by the fact that he was gone, and by the fact that he had a secret life of drug abuse. I see that your post was from October. How are you doing now?

Blessings to you!

Amy

Permalink Reply by Peggi Fountain on March 28, 2014 at 1:39pm

I'm not sure I've ever put in a reply to this question.  This is a group I'm sure none of us want to join.  I did look up groups like this after the death of my daughter, Pamela in August of 2008.  But at the same time, I try to avoid entering in here.  Sounds a little crazy but even after all this time, the wounds are still fresh.  I try to remember the good times, but coming home and finding her already passed away on my couch of a drug overdose that was labeled a "deadly cocktail"  seems to be at the forefront of my memories.  Yes, they put her on life support.......and yes, I hoped with a passion, that they were mistaken and she was not brain dead.  I couldn't allow myself to believe the worst.  No, she wasn't alone when she passed away.........her boyfriend was there with her when I walked in with Pizza.  He offered to take a paper plate of pizza into the livingroom for her, but because I had not spoken to her all day, I decided to do it myself.  The vision of my 21 year old daughter who was blue at that point will never leave me.  Her clammy skin made me gasp and dial "911" the whole time her boyfriend was telling me not to overreact.  Overreact?  Really?  My father had passed away seven weeks earlier.  I remembered the clammy skin when I last held his hand.  Yes, my brain was trying to tell me she was gone.........my heart wasn't accepting it.  I followed the ambulance to the hospital and while they worked on her, I sat outside with my mother and watched a black crow flying away from the hospital.  Something in me knew that was a sign she was no longer with me.   Then the dreaded calling of my name by the Doctor to please go into the family room made me hesitate............I did not, under any circumstances, want to enter that room.  There would be only one reason for him to gather our family in there.  By this time, my other two daughters were there and my phone rang.  It was my son.  "Mama, please tell me it's not true......please Mama, say it isn't so."  I couldn't tell him that.  He came about ten min later breaking every speed limit there was.  My husband remained at home.  He was in remission from cancer and he was not accepting any of what was going on.   I think I resented the fact that he, in his own little world, seemed not to hurt as much as I was.  What the hell was wrong with him?  He went to her funeral, but I still don't think his mind was telling him that was his little girl in the casket.  I, on the other hand went to her grave every single day, rain, shine, sleet, snow.   It was three years before he could bring himself to go back there.  Then, was when he started crying.........and then was when I realized he had to have been grieving inwardly all that time.  I still cry as I write this.  I still celebrate her life on her birthday.  She was only 5 weeks shy of 21 when she died.  And the anniversary of her death is celebrated as her birthday in "Heaven"  for the sake of her two children.  Time does not heal all wounds, but somehow life goes on.  I have custody of her 9 year old daughter, Brianna and one of my other daughters has custody of 6 year old Wyatt.  I have recently located to where Wyatt is so the two can grow up together.  I love my daughter as much as any mother ever loved their child and I still tell people I have 4 kids.  To say I only have 3 would be to not acknowledge that she ever existed.  I'm hoping that some day, I can remember the good times instead of the last vision I have of her.  That day has not yet happened.  Every time I hear of the death of a young person, my heart immediately goes out to the parents.  Nobody should ever have to bury their child.  I never realized how strong I was.  Every other bad thing that happens in my life is just an inconvenience.  I have lived through and survived my worst nightmare. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Permalink Reply by Lorna J McNickles on March 31, 2014 at 10:59pm

I lost two of my six children, my sweet daughter Natalie, age 11, and my dancing girl Kelsey, age 6, on March 4th 2011 in a house fire.  My four surviving children and I have all been completely changed since, reeling in pain and agony.  Life has changed, I have remarried and now have two step children.  But life is never going to be what it should be.  My heart is torn, smattered into a million pieces.  I lost my dog, and kitty that same day.  I never got to hold my girls and tell them that I love them so much and am so very very proud of who they are, and always will be in my heart.  My world is nothing like it used to be.  My babies are not by my side.  My heart feels like it died, too.  I don't know right now how exactly I am surviving.  Not all days are as bad as today.  But today.... it just is.

Permalink Reply by Jacqueline Mckamey on April 27, 2014 at 12:40am

This Is My Precious Angel, Alexcia Mckamey, She died on September 20, 2013.

Please Watch The News Story About What Is Happening with her death..

http://globalnews.ca/news/1045270/family-of-deceased-abbotsford-bab...  

In Memory of My Little Angel , Alexcia I also Have made a Website For child loss, I want to help other through loosing their child.. I talked to a psychic and she said that is what I am supposed to do , and I want to help others in memory of my most precious little girl. I have held a perfect Angel in my Arms, that I miss sooo much! But I will hold her in my heart FOREVER Xoxo I miss her soooooo Much . its very very hard going through this its a mothers worst nightmare.

www.childlossandgrievingparents.com

Permalink Reply by Tamara Cooper on April 30, 2014 at 2:20pm

My name is Tammy Cooper, my husband and I have one child. In October 2013 when he was going home from work he had a car accident. He swerved off the road and his vehicle rolled. He was thrown from the vehicle. He landed under the vehicle . The coroner said he died almost immediately. He was not married nor did he have any children, which is a mixed blessing. I will never have grandchildren but he does not have a wife or children that will have to face the pain of losing him.

Permalink Reply by Connie K on April 30, 2014 at 3:40pm

Dear Tammy

 I am so sorry for your loss. I also lost my only child, a son, 17 years old in a car accident.

I hope you can find some support and comfort here. We all know your pain.

Permalink Reply by Dan K on June 22, 2014 at 12:02pm

Tammy, we also lost our only child Olivia. She had brain cancer and died 4 months later. We miss her very much and are trying to get thru this
Dan K

Permalink Reply by Gale Brunault on June 22, 2014 at 5:04pm

Hi tammy, I too lost my only child on June 9th - he was with his girlfriend and they died from an apparent overdose.  I thought that my 31 year old son was beyond using but clearly that wasn't the case.  It is so difficult to believe that he is really gone that I needed to reach out to others to help with my devastation.  Any advise?  Thanks and so sorry for your loss.

Gale Brunault

Permalink Reply by Dan K on June 22, 2014 at 11:55am

We lost our only daughter to brain cancer on April 19 2014. She was diagnosed December 19 2013, and went from a very healthy young adult to a bedridden, blind and paralized from the waist down in about 4 months. It was a whirlwind four months and we cared for her 24/7. She died in our house in our arms. We miss her so much as our lives were so involved with hers.
Dan K

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