Age 19
Brother, Son, Nephew, Grandson, Friend
19
Christopher was an exceptional human being. He was a beautiful bright boy, who could take apart and put together a computer. He was kind and giving. His life was robbed due to Fentanyl Poisoning. He died drowning on his own saliva.
He died alone while his friends and girlfriend partied and then slept. They heard him gurgling but never called 911. He had plans to go into a rehab program within two days.
My favorite memory of him is when his grandmother bought him his first car. He was so excited that his face was beaming with excitement. Or when he would call every morning at 5:30am before work. He told me things that broke my heart but was always grateful that he knew he could come to me without fear of judgement.
I will miss his smile, his voice, his face, his scent, his kindness. He was always there for my daughter who he considered his sister. He would go out looking for her when she would go missing. He missed her so much when she was in treatment. They were robbed of growing up together. He had a job, he had a family who loved him, he took one pill too many and that one pill contained Fentanyl and an antidepressant. He did not intend on taking Fentanyl so he was poisoned.
I would like him to remembered as a human being and not a statistic. He was not a junkie. He was a 19 year old beautiful boy who made a mistake. He never should have had to pay with his life.