My favorite Aunt introduced me to this site so I thought I would join. I have had the worst possible year so far and I am a firm believer in writing stuff down to help get it out of my head. On March 5th of this year I lost my oldest son to a drug overdose. No parent should ever have to bury their child, and if telling my son's story can prevent just ONE person from going through this then my son's death will not be in vain. I miss him a great deal, but I am so greatful to have loving family and friends to support me through this. One of the reasons I started this blog was to help with the healing process. My journey will be filled with sorrow and pain, and I hope, in the end I will find some peace.