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We will not give up bringing Awareness to this epidemic and will not let her death be in vain For my son Tayler , we lost him 10-28-15 to an over dose of fentnoyl and Xanax , the combination of the two are lethal . I lost my son William, 29, to a heroin overdose April 7th 2016.He was 21 yrs old he was very bright and carrying loved by many. I can never express how losing you has reshaped my life.I would always tell people and even today who ask in a voice of pure joy say “We Were Friends” who just loved and excepted each other. Not one phone call or text message ended without us saying “I love you”. He died at my parents home of an overdose of carfentanyl August 26 2016 no one knew how far his addiction had gone. Robin – our much loved son and brother who sadly died aged 27 on 18 November 1997 from an accidental heroin overdose – nearly 21 years ago but the pain of this still hurts today and always will. Loved you then Love you still Always have Always will Mum, Dad and Sean xx My daughter, Elizabeth, lost her battle when she was 23 years old in 2016, one day after leaving another 28 day rehab program. We will always miss your beautiful voice and your quirky sense of humor. Always, Mommy xoxo My first born child, daughter, sister, aunt and friend, Lauren Nicole passed away Christmas Day 2013 from an accidental overdose of Fentanyl.Satara’s gone but she wasn’t the kind of soul that disappears or dies out. She has no idea how powerful and dangerous this drug was or that she would possible pass away from taking it.he taught me how to fish, how to drive a four wheeler, even how to tie my shoes.he was the kind of person that could brighten your day with one sentence. a while ago, when i was young, maybe 10 or 11, he ended up in jail somehow. he made me a birthday card, and he hand-drew a butterfly on the inside. sometimes i think he cared more about other people than he did himself. I lost my father in 2001 and my only sister in 2017 to overdoses😢i love and miss them so much but i remember rev. It truly feels like the 🌎 is standing still….i look forward to future promises….i thank Jehovah for endurance and 💪 to keep going.For years I tried oh so hard to help you and get you clean and you had finally given me some hope, but oh was I wrong.Just like the paper you wrote in a rehab class that I found in your room after you died at 26 years old, you wrote my mom was a very nice person but naive when it came to my addiction. It has only been 8 month and I miss you so bad every day.
I held you in my arms as you came into this world and as you left it. Our souls are forever linked and I will love you always. Your sickning addiction to heroin has taken you away from everyone who loves you.i know that my brother had a lot of problems to run away from.i won’t say that he was a saint while he was on this earth, but i looked up to him.My mother was saucey, she was intelligent, fiesty, loved to shop, loved to garage sale, loved scrap booking, reading, taking/getting pictures of her kids & grandkids.My mother would have manic ups and downs as well as cause unnecessary drama at times. In retrospect and maturity as well as longevity of motherhood setting in – I see and understand more that the tough love and support I gave were not enough.