I received a call from my middle daughter, sobbing that my only son had died from Fentanyl. I had just recently given him his one year chip at my home group. I had written this song before that, for I had known many that had lost children to this awful disease. Little did I know that I would suffer for the rest of my life from this same

I received a call from my middle daughter, sobbing that my only son had died from Fentanyl. I had just recently given him his one year chip at my home group. I had written this song before that, for I had known many that had lost children to this awful disease. Little did I know that I would suffer for the rest of my life from this same consequence.

I was sober and a stanch recovery advocate during my sons short life I was hoping that would show Him the way.