The love of my life - Michael
by Gale Brunault
(West Newbury, MA - USA)
Michael was my only child who died from an apparent drug overdose while staying at his girlfriends house. They both passed. Though I am comforted in knowing they went together hand in hand, it does not, in any way, ease my broken heart and devastation.
Michael was always a happy, funny, popular and talented young man. He only started dabbling in drugs about 3 years ago but clearly it didn't take long for things to go horribly wrong.
We had a very close relationship - if I wasn't calling then he was reaching out. In fact I probably enabled Michael in more ways than one. I was so in love with my son that I would help out in any way possible - money, shelter, ride, etc. Looking back I see that my "helpfulness" didn't always do right by Michael. He was able to convince me that everything was good and to stop worrying, which I did constantly (even when he was on track in life).
I miss him desperately and feel that life will never be the same - that's something I have to grapple with every day. Michael was born on September 14, 1982 at 11:16AM on a Tuesday. That means he is full of grace - oh how full of grace he was to me -
Thanks for listening. Gale - his broken hearted mother