03/02/2026
If I could sit across from my son today, I would tell him:
You were deeply loved.
One moment does not define your life.
And nothing could have made me love you less.
I would also tell him:
We’re still speaking your name.
We’re still showing up.
This weekend we stepped into the community to educate, distribute resources, and have honest conversations about fentanyl and Narcan.
Grief could have silenced us.
But love moved us.
Scroll to the end of this video to see what showing up looks like.
What does “showing up” mean to you?
Let’s talk.
EndTheStigma