On Sept. 21,2009 I buried my first born, he had just turned 22 on the 19th. He spent his birthday weekend in the arms of an angel. I have been very strong through this whole tragedy but I know I will have my day. He had just spent 90 days in a detention center for a DWI, 45 of which he chose inpatient therapy for abuse of pills. He was "clean" out for 1 week and so excited to stay that way. He had so many things he wanted to do, we found his list later going thru his journal. His death is under… Continue