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Jonathon Morrison

Jonathon Morrison

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Died

One word: Everything. I miss his daily texts, probably several hundred a day between the two of us. I miss his phone calls. I miss hearing his voice. I miss hearing him call me "old man". I miss hearing him clomp down the stairs like he had concrete feet when he would visit. I miss his "in a minute" when I would ask him to do his chores. I miss his crazy recipes he would cook in the kitchen, especially the ones that would stink up the house.

Tell us about your loved one.

Jon grew up in Pleasanton, Texas. He loved music, movies, video games, skateboarding, and binge watching Friends. He was beautiful, kind, and very intelligent, often too smart for his own good. He was loyal, trusting, and would give the shirt off his back. Even at his lowest of lows, his greatest downfall was the caring for others before his own needs. Jon was shy by nature, but he would eventually open up to those he got close to, allowing them to see his beautiful, kind soul. He had a great sense of humor, loved to make those around him laugh, and was quite the practical jokester. He loved having “that’s what she said” contests with his mother. He was extremely artistic and loved to draw and paint, although he always doubted his ability. His artistic abilities stretched past the canvas and into the kitchen with his creative dishes, two of his favorites being Ramen noodles with Hot Cheetos, Chef Boyardee raviolis with cinnamon and enchilada seasoning. You knew Jon was having a good day and feeling happy when he would look at you…smile…and give you two thumbs up.

Tell us about Jonathon's struggle with addiction

Jonathon's struggle began in high school with experimentation of prescription drugs. By the time he was a senior, the school had an epidemic on their hands with the proliferation of prescription drugs. Kids were stealing their parents medications and passing them out at school like M&M's. Most of the time, they didn't even know what they were taking and the risks involved with mixing various pills. Towards the end of his senior year, his experimentation transitioned to cocaine, and shortly after graduation, Meth entered the scene. At first he believed that he could be a 'recreational' user and control his use, but soon it had a grasp on him that he could not break free from. Towards the end, he truly wanted to get clean, sober, and turn his life around. But he just ran out of time.

What made Jonathon smile?

It's hard to remember a time when Jonathon sincerely smiled. Before his addiction, he loved to spend hours sitting watching Friends, How I Met Your Mother, and The Office. He would make himself laugh with "that's what she said" jokes about most anything someone would say. When he wasn't watching his favorite shows, he was buried in any one of his favorite XBox games.

What do you miss most about Jonathon?

One word: Everything. I miss his daily texts, probably several hundred a day between the two of us. I miss his phone calls. I miss hearing his voice. I miss hearing him call me "old man". I miss hearing him clomp down the stairs like he had concrete feet when he would visit. I miss his "in a minute" when I would ask him to do his chores. I miss his crazy recipes he would cook in the kitchen, especially the ones that would stink up the house. I miss his smile, his laughter, his smell, and most of all, I miss his love.

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