Monthly Archives: September 2011

Brad

Brad’s service was the hardest thing in my life. I believe I was in shock.  The thought of Brad being dead haven’t even set in yet. I guess I was in denial.  I kept trying to find out what had … Continue reading

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more of my broken heart

Brad just got wrapped up in the whole world of clubs, drugs and tattoos.  Brad had a great talent for drawing, painting and started learning to tattoo.  His ink lives on for many people.  He even talked my mother into … Continue reading

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cont part 2

I would have days of rage where I would scream at anyone that made me mad.  Depression that would make me attempt suicide.  I would be manic if every thing was just rosy. But rosy wasn’t in the picture in … Continue reading

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cont.part 1

I don’t remember a lot about that day or the couple of days after.  How could my son be dead?  He was only 33. Brad had lived a very interesting (to some people) life.  He lived a troubled life.  Brad’s … Continue reading

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a mother’s broken heart

This is the first blog that I have set up. I wanted to share with all drug users and parents what can happen to you too. I wondered who that could be ringing the doorbell like that a 9 in … Continue reading

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