Submitted by: Susan King
My Tribute: I was blessed to have my son Phillip in my life for 22 years. His spirit was nothing short of extraordinary, he went skydiving, snowboarding, cliff diving, hiking, and painted beautiful pictures. He was happiest when he could feel the wind and sunshine on his face. He was known to lift his loved ones spirits by his kindness, sense of humor and big hugs. There is so much about him to miss, my heart aches for another one of those hugs very moment of every day. I pray his spirit is walking in sunshine, soaring with angels and sharing the tremendous love in his heart. For now I have only memories, funny stories and pictures but I will see him again. And when I do, he can say welcome home Mama bear, give me a hug and share with me the wonder, peace and beauty of heaven. God bless you my son, rest in paradise.
Submitted by: Whitney
My Tribute: My dear brother. I will never feel completely whole again.
Submitted by: Kim Audet
My Tribute: I lost my beautiful son one month ago to an overdose. Adam was so full of life till this terrible disease of addiction captured him. He was the most lovable, kind, considerate, person you would ever know. His smile lit the room. He has struggled for many years with his addiction. He even started to work as a withdrawal specialist during one rehab stay, and has touched lives everywhere. He will be truly missed. I Love you my beautiful boy to the moon and back. You are in my Heart Always
Submitted by: Vikki (Sister)
My Tribute: To my dear brother, my only sibling, oh how I miss you. You have been gone 3 months now and not a day goes by that I don't think about you. So many miles between us, separated from the time we were young, but I have always loved you brother and that bond will never be broken. I have been so very burdened watching you suffer over the years, unable to let go of the past that kept rewinding in your mind. You were a tormented soul and that broke my heart. Even though I am 2 years younger than you, so often I wished I could just take you in and take care of you. To make it all better for you. I knew you had a darker side of your life that you hid from me, and although I knew a lot more than you realized, I truly didn't know it was this dark. I am so heartbroken to know that you were in turmoil all of your adult life and you died alone at 47 trying to numb yourself to the pain. This is very hard for me to bear. I pray with all of my heart that we will be reunited in heaven because I miss you. You told me one time, in a dark moment, that if you died no one would miss you and you would quickly be forgotten. If I could let you know anything right now, I would want you to know, as I told you then, that you were so wrong. You are very much loved and missed and always will be. I love you brother.
Submitted by: Franca Kirsch
My Tribute: Tomorrow will be my first birthday without my beautiful daughter Christina Marie. I had 28 wonderful and beautiful memories with my daughter. She was my best friend, my rock, my partner, my everything and I miss her so very, very much. We did everything together even go to the corner deli. She was beautiful inside and out and she loved everyone. She never judged anyone and accepted people for who they were. She graduated with high honors from grammar school, high school and on the deans list 4 years in a row in college. She graduated Magna
Cum Laude from Pace University. In grammar school and in high school she participated in many sports in Junior Varsity and Varsity. She was president of her high school class both in junior and senior years, was a student ambassador, participated in community events and a mentor to grade school children. I will always love my beautiful daughter to the moon and back and to infinity and beyond. She will always be my shining star. I know she is always watching over me and she sends me many signs. R.I.P my beautiful angel and until me meet again, know that I will always love you forever.....Mommy
Submitted by: Mom
My Tribute: I'm hurt. Just simply hurt, my only son. He's free ,
So free to be drug free. He's home with our Lord and savior.
Submitted by: Jessica Holtsbaum- his sister
My Tribute: We miss you so very much. I can't believe we are coming up to a year since loosing you. You were so sweet on my wedding day...even though my maid of honour said you weren't allowed to see me before the ceremony, you laughed and barged in anyways. Life is not the same with one less sibling. We are fighting for those struggling, fighting so that others don't have to go through this kind of loss. Sending you so much love, so much lightness. xoxo Your sister.
Submitted by: Karmen Cance, (mom)
My Tribute: My son was diagnosed with bipolar disorder in 2009. Before that he was intelligent, athletic, fun, very loving, humble, kind, giving, hard working and always helping someone in need. After rehab, because of drinking, he was clean and sober for three years, but took a lot of medications. In 2012 he met an older woman of who was an addict, of which is when the drinking started again, while on those medications. He started going into psychotic episodes, both drinking and doing prescription medications. She would constantly call the police on him, so he was in and out of jail, and we had him in and out of rehab. One of the last rehabs, he admitted to us trying crack and smoking heroin, but said he hated the feeling and would never do it again.I worked hard for 4 years trying to him the help he needed and to get him away from her. Each time he was done with her, she would pull him back into her life again. We moved across the state, back to west Michigan, to get him out of the Flint area. There is very minimal help for those with bipolar with addiction problems. The system just doesn't care. The answer is to just throw them in jail. He moved back home with us and started drinking a lot again. I was constantly checking his room for anything and everything, never any indications of heroin. He would go some weekends to visit her, she was relentless and he was gullible to her deceit. It was getting so bad, and I was getting tired. The last time he left to go to Flint in Feb. 19, 2016, he gave me a big kiss and hug and said how much he loved me, never to see him alive again. He had lost his job, was extremely depressed, and thought he was a disappointment. I wish I would of some how stopped him. I talked with him on the 22nd and he was out of money, couldn't come home until he received his last check. On the 24th he received his last check and income tax. But didn't come home. My husband talked with hm on the 27th, he seemed fine, was getting his oil changed. Seen he posted on Facebook on the 28th, feeling anxious, need to get fresh air, relaxing Sunday. Then on the 29th, no phone or Facebook activity. I had a terrible feeling about that, and on March 1st, both my husband and I tried to contact him, went right to voice mail. After relentlessly trying to contact him, we got a phone call at 10:20 pm. Saying he had died, 16 hours after his death. They said there was a needle on the floor but was under investigation because her son had died in Dec. of the same cause. They said there was no indication that he was a user and probably a one time thing. Since his death, the Flint Police will not return my phone calls if it's still under investigation, found out that she had performed CPR on him early in the morning without calling 911 and went to work because he was breathing again. Returned home a 1/2 hour to find him gone. It took 7 months to get his autopsy and death certificate stating he died of mixed drug toxicity, heroin. The medical examiner won't talk with me, I've asked for the medical report several times with no response. Timelines don't add up, he tried it years ago, but did not do heroin. Alcohol was his drug of choice. Yet no alcohol in his system. Over 1200.00 dollars spent in 4 days, don't know if he did it to himself, because of how his life was to him or if it was done to him. I sit here everyday just thinking, and trying to wrap my brain around what has happened, why I'm not getting any answers, or if the Flint Police are just dismissing it because he had a record and it was heroin. The pain inside of myself is so intense, I break down everyday. We were so close, he was my beautiful baby boy. I keep asking why? I prayed all the time for the lord to help him, but instead took him from me. Is it so selfish to want some answers and my son back? He was just 29, and we had 25 great years with him. What happened? What went wrong? Why? Was it foul play? Could he of been saved if she would if called 911 instead of going to work? Where do I go from here? I'm so beside myself, but what gives me solace is that I do feel and have experienced his spirit here and it seems to be so calm. But I still need answers if not for him, for me and my sanity. I loved him with all of my heart and soul, and just want to hold him one more time. It's still so new, and the first anniversary of his death is coming up with, still, no response from the Police or Medical examiner. How do you cope and go on? Love and Miss you son.....A piece of my heart is in heaven.
Submitted by: Kathy Wiliams
My Tribute: My daughter Jess was a wonderful daughter, a caring nurse. She had an ankle injury requiring four operations and still had bones growing up her leg.
She got addicted to pain pills which spread to heroin, crystal meth and died from using Fentanyl.
I struggle every day with losing her. A parent should not have to bury their child.
Hoping others learn to stay away from street drugs.
Submitted by: Daan Valenti
My Tribute: My big sister and friend..God made us sisters...Love made us friends..I miss you..Gone to soon