If you aren't ready for a really sad story, don't read this post.
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Last night I attended a viewing for one of my second cousins, on my mom's side of the family. He died two days before Christmas after a long battle with substance abuse. It was a worst-case scenario. After overdosing on the 11th and surviving, he overdosed again on the 23rd. Heroin. This time he didn't make it. I think everyone is certain it was no accident.
Shane was 27 years old. 11 years younger than me. I can't quite wrap my mind around it.
This is not a cousin I was particularly close to but I saw him at larger family functions over the years, usually centered around a major event (wedding, funeral, holiday party). He is the youngest of 3 boys and I've always liked going to the family's home for parties. They are a really warm, loving family. I recall the boys being very ornery in their younger days, always getting into trouble (the mild, childish kind). Due mostly to the age difference, I was never got to know him or his brothers very well. Thanks to Facebook, I recently chatted with him here and there, finding out that we have similar tastes in music and getting a sense of just who he is (was).
By all accounts, Shane was a good person with a terrible problem. Some might even call it a disease. God bless his parents who did everything in their power to help him with all the issues that go hand in hand with this degree of addiction- counseling/medical/rehab/legal problems. Everything you don't want to imagine. At times, it seems like he might have been getting ahead of it- he even served in the marine corp in his early 20s. I don't know the whole story. In fact, I wasn't even aware of the problem until just a few months ago.
I was not able to attend the actual funeral today because I didn't have anyone to watch the kids. I had the privilege of reading the eulogy, written by his father but read by another family member today. It is just beautiful. This family- an amazing family- going through so much to lead up to this tragedy. Many horrible times along the way and some tough ones up ahead too, I'm sure.
I can't even imagine the pain his parents and brothers are in, not to mention other family members and friends. I know how I feel and I didn't share a particularly close relationship with him. I pray that over time, his family will begin to heal.
Who ever imagines this for their child? Of all the worries I have now for these little ones, can I even fathom what lies ahead in the future? I tend to think of hopes and dreams. I don't tend to entertain the possibility of a tragic future.
I pray that he is at peace. That he is resting easy.
God Bless you Shane!
November 16, 1984 - December 23, 2011
2 comments:
So sad. :( My thoughts are with your family.
I'm sorry for your family's loss. Being a parent does make you look at these things through a different lens.
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