I am writing about my youngest daughter, Monica. She was full of life. Very impulsive, very bubbly, and always ready to help you with whatever it was that you needed.
Her drug problems first started when she got involved with marijuana. Then she had two2 failed relationships with the fathers of her two children. The last one was the most horrific for her. She started using Meth and prescription drugs frequently. It got to the point where she needed more and more.
We had interventions with her, but it just alienated her from us all the more. It got so terrible that we took her 10 year old daughter away from her to live with us.
On the day she passed away, her 4 year old was with her. He couldn't wake her up, and then a neighbor saw him outside. He told his neighbor that he couldn't wake up mommy. Then, their neighbor found her.
She had taken too much that night. Fentenol patches, cold medications, and Meth. I know it wasn't intentional. She wouldn't have ever done it with her son there.
Her death has affected the whole family; me, her dad, her sister, her nephews, and her children. We are still in shock. We are going for counseling, and trying to just get through the day.
All I do is cry. I pray a lot too. I know she isn't in pain or suffering anymore. But, she had so much to live for. She worked at an assisted living facility. The residents loved her so! We all did.
I miss my baby! Love you sweetheart, you will never be forgotten!