Today my son passed away, 35 years old, way too young to die. I just wish that I knew last night was going to be my last night with him. When I went in to tell him good night for the last time, I would have climbed up on the bed with him and held him tight, one last time!
The last month I have had with him has been wonderful. He was sober, and we spent so much time together, laughing, crying, and just talking. He was his old self, and I thank God that He gave me this time with Travis. I also thank God that He has taken Travis home with Him, removed him from his misery, pain, and demons that ensnared him on Earth.
I would ask of each of you just one thing-tell those that you love-how much you love them and what you treasure about them-each and every day that you have them. People have told me that I use the phrase I love you, too often. But I have always felt that I never wanted to have to say: I wish I had told them I loved them!
I want to thank each and every one of you that has shown me kindness and love over the past few months. It has meant the world to me, and you may never know it, but it was so generous of you to offer me the solace and goodness that has been given.
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