My second born, my beautiful 22 year old son, Shawn, died of a heroin overdose on September 30,2012. We lost a beautiful soul to a drug addiction that robbed him of his promising life and robbed the rest of us of his love. You see, Shawn was absolutely loved by all. He was everybody's best friend, everybody's brother. Always the most likeable kid in the class by both the teachers and the other kids. Shawn loved fiercely and he was loved fiercely in return. His heart, even during the year he was using heroin was always the biggest, most loving, warm heart of anybody else in rhe world. Shawn's sense of humor and wit made everyone feel at home and he brightened up a room just by enterring it. We used to refer to him as "Ferris Buehller" from the movie because he was as witty and likeable as the character. We had Shawn in rehab several times, but he never stayed longer than a week. His countless number of friends tried to help him, but it was too much for them. The last time he was in rehab was the best 6 weeks we had with him in a long time. We got our old, beautiful, carefree Shawn back. I thank them in the rehab facility for giving me back my son for the last 6 weeks of his life. Three days after he came home from rehab, he was found dead on the kitchen floor by his older brother, my son Nicky, on Nicky's 24th birthday. I am numb. I am sick. I am angry. It sickens me to see how many beautiful souls are taken because of addiction. I want to celebrate his beautiful life and the love he gave and received in his 22 yeras with us. I am so thankful and proud that I got the chance to be his Mom.