My only son Curtis was my pride and joy. He was always so kind and sweet to everyone. I don’t think he had a mean bone in his body until the addiction got a hold of him and he didn’t care who he hurt. He always told me he loved me and that he appreciated me raising him on my own without a father. The night before he passed away he sent me a text and thanked me and told me he loved me. That gives me a little comfort today knowing we were on good terms when he passed away.