Monthly Archives: July 2017

Todd Christopher Smith

Submitted by: Anissa Makris
Born: 1991
Died: 2017
My Tribute:
I will have mountains to share. Pat self on back, I got this done.
My son always said, "Just you and me Ma.".
I pray tribute link works.

Travon Beauford

Submitted by: Shawnekia Beauford
Born: 1988
Died: 2016
My Tribute: Here we are 11 months since you left. It feels like day 1. It only gets harder. The days only get longer. I still look for answers. Even though I will never find them. You were a good person and so giving. So many family members and friends miss you. You left a mark on the hearts of many. You are missed Travon. Everyday until I leave this world. I will shed tears for my only Son. My only child. A Beautiful Soul: Travon "Tray" Beauford

My Dad, My Friend – Steve Reba

Submitted by: Danielle Reba
Born: 1969
Died: 2015
My Tribute: Dad,
I can't completely express my thoughts, my feelings, my hidden tears. "Why did you leave me so soon, didn't you care about me? Did you not think that I cared about you?" I've have asked myself these things over and over again over the course of the past 2 years. I've googled everything from "does dying from an overdose hurt" to "what is Heaven really like" and still, I find no comfort or closure.

I'm doing okay dad, I really am. I'm engaged and getting married in 2 months. I'm a sophomore in college, I live on my own. I've had complete break downs, but I have rebuilt myself. I'm fine dad, I promise.

I never in a million years would have thought I would be the one to lose a parent at 18, I never in a million years thought I'd be the one to feel to hurt from the effects of an overdose. I didn't know you were doing drugs dad, was it my fault? Did I push you to do them? Of course not, right? I want to know you are in a better place, that you can see me, that you can hear me. I don't know if this is true dad, but I have to believe it is.

Our relationship has always been strained, dad. But now I know why. Your addictions had engrossed you, wrapped you within it's arms, sucking the life out of you every chance it got. I understand now, dad. You loved your addiction more than you loved me, and you thought your addiction loved you more, than I did.

I'm working hard to be myself again, but I must say- it is hard. I still have flashbacks of the day I found out. I still have thoughts about the sight of you laying on the couch by yourself, dying. I wish I could have been there, dad. I wish I could tell you that I do love you, that I miss you more than anything, that I have developed a nagging sensation of something missing within me, since you left.

I remember our last hug, how tightly you had held me. We didn't know that would be our last time, or I would have held on forever.

I love you dad.

Colin Davey

Submitted by: Meghan (sister)
Born: 1991
Died: 2016
My Tribute: My baby brother passed from a heroin overdose on Christmas night. He had been sober for 4 and a half months and had just come home from sober living. He had so much potential, so much love and kindness, but his struggle over the last 6 years got the better of him. I never gave up on him and will forever miss him.