Karen was my mom. She was absolutely beautiful inside and out, always putting others before herself. That was until her addiction took over completely. My mom died from years of opioid misuse, but I want the public to know that she was more than her addiction, she was a mother, daughter, aunt, sister and friend.
I miss my mom. It’s been 6 months since she passed away peacefully in her sleep. Although she is gone physically, I know that she is around me in spirit everyday of my life. My mother struggled with opioid addiction for over 15 years, she pushed away her loved ones including her own children towards the end of her life. If I could go back in time I would try harder to get her the help she needed, but now I spend most days trying not to blame myself for her death. I know it’s not my fault deep down but it’s something I struggle with daily. Before her addiction my mom was my best friend. She was funny, quick witted and had a beautiful kind heart. I will always miss the person she used to be before addiction took over her body and personality. The one thing that I truly find comfort in knowing is that she is finally out of pain. She is in eternal rest and is at peace with her mind, body and soul. I love you Momma.