Hello Everyone. Four years ago, the world as I knew it came to an end. I lost my son to a lethal combination of methadone and opiates. He died alone. He was found on his bedroom floor where he had laid dead for about 48 hours.There were no good byes. There was no chance to tell him how mch I loved him and how much joy he had brought into my life for 35 years. My Brian was addicted for more than half his lifetime. He was known for his beaming smile and kind heart. Former coaches, teachers, employers, and friends filed by his coffin and remembered him for bringing something "special" to their lives. No parent should have to bury their child, no matter what their age. There are so many questions that remain unanswered. Did he suffer? Did he know he was dying? What were his last thoughts?

Writing my book, "Behind The Smile," was how I coped with my son's death. Every day I would set aside time to write about him. It made me feel close to him. It was something to look forward to everyday. It was "our " special time.The one thing I learned is that I will get through, but never get over, my son's death. I reach out to all addicts especially the young. Please don't make your family "victims" of your addiction.

- Pat Sessions