My son was a functional addict. He worked 50 hours as a HVAC tech the week he died. It was five days before his 29th birthday. Robert loved the outdoors, rap music, his job, and his family. Robert did not want to die. He wanted to wake up and go to work the next day. I filled out his birthday card to mail out to him and three hours later I got the call. The card would never get mailed.