My daughter was beautiful. She had struggled with her addiction and she had gone away and done treatment. Then she got out and turned her life around, getting a job and doing everything she was suppose to be doing. Thought she was doing great. She was all smiles and everything. She had lived with my sister and on March 1st my sister went to wake her up for work that morning and found her. This was a shock to everyone 'cause there were no signs of her relapsing. She passed from fentanyl overdose.