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Tell us about your loved one.
Ashlee had a smile that lit up a room and a contagious laugh. She had a sarcastic, witty sense of humor that I absolutely loved. Ashlee was a talkative, outgoing, mischievous little girl who always kept me on my toes. She grew up to be a beautiful, talented and intelligent woman. Ashlee loved to write, draw and enjoyed anything related to fashion. She had her own unique style and was not afraid to speak her mind or be different from everyone else. Her family, friends and boyfriend meant everything to her. She was loved deeply by many.
Tell us about Ashlee's struggle with addiction
Ashlee lost her life last year due to an accidental heroin overdose. During her college years, she had turned to drugs to relieve her anxiety and depression. Ashlee had fought hard to overcome her addiction and had remained clean for two years. She was so very proud of that fact. Then on September 11th, 2013 in a weak, desperate moment she made the fatal decision to use one more time. It would be her last. Her story is important to tell because people need to understand that heroin doesn't discriminate against race, social status or age. Many people aren't aware of that fact that heroin can be snorted and smoked as well as injected, all with potentially fatal results. Most importantly, even if you or someone you love uses heroin just once...you or they can die. Because of this horrible, deadly drug we will never see Ashlee's infectious smile or hear her laugh again. She is missed by many family and friends every single day.
What made Ashlee smile?
Her little brothers made her smile. Ashlee would stay up late with me on Christmas Eve to help me wrap their presents. She always worried about them and wanted them to be happy more than anything else. Ashlee wanted them to learn from her mistakes so they wouldn't make the same ones.
What do you miss most about Ashlee?
There are so many things I miss about Ashlee. The things I miss most are her smile, her laughter, her voice. I miss the talks and fun we had during family vacations. I desperately miss spending the holidays with her and seeing her excitement over giving and receiving presents. I miss her footprints on the inside of my windshield when she would put her feet up on the dash during long car trips. I miss everything about her, both the good and the bad.