About

I am the mother of a deceased child. Alex lived outside of the womb for 19 years, 10 months, and 27 days. He was my favorite person and I told him that all the time. He still is my favorite person. I enjoyed being his mother so much. I love that kid.

Alex struggled with drug addiction. Heroin took his life on September 24th, 2016. He and I, and the rest of his family, suffered through about a year and a half of difficult times with intermittent hopeful periods. Despite the struggles, our love and family connection maintained an unbreakable bond.

I am trying to learn to live without him being around, calling for me, asking me to drive him places or bring him food on my way home from work, doing his laundry, taking him to dinner, checking on him frequently, shopping for him…

I don’t like it, but I am here, and I have to go on. I don’t know what I believe, and I am okay with that, but I do believe I need to live as best as I can and that living or dying is not my choice, and that I will see him again when it is time.

I miss him and it is the deepest pain I have ever felt. My mission is to continue to be the best mother I can, though I now am learning how to mother my deceased son, who was taken way too early.

I love you Alex. This is for you, and all who share your struggles.

You will always be my favorite person. Xoxo.