Indiana..., A State In Crisis

Dear visitor, like many of you living at the Crossroads, I am a grieving parent who lost one of my children to heroin recently. I have just managed to cross the one year mark of my son's passing, and for several months I have considered sharing our story, and what I now know, with you and others who may be interested. This requires reliving painful and traumatic moments that I will be sharing with you. I have done much research over the years regarding drug use among teens and young adults in Indiana. We will look at our failed legal system that incarcerates young Hoosiers at a very early age, and the profits that drive it. Too many of our children have been shackled and placed into the private, financially thriving PRIVATE prison system..., for misdemeanor drug charges and too often, do not escape without future and even more severe punishment. It has been the elephant in the room for far too long..., and it's time to talk about it.

Also, I will be providing a special area of this blog where I will honor your loved one as well with any donation you offer. 

Please watch for my updates often!

~Jayne

P.S. To get you started in discovering some truths about the protected drug trafficking and who is escorting these criminals into our country,  check out the Article below from the Washingtonblog.com

The Real Afghanistan Surge is in Heroin Production and Tripled Opium Cultivation since the US military arrived/ UN and US Government documents  

Also, check out the youtube videos that I have included at the top right side of this blog for more shocking truths about this deadly drug and the criminals behind it. Some may contain inappropriate language for children so be advised.

Update March 2016-  I really appreciate your patience and understanding as this blog slowly comes together.  This truly is a heart-wrenching "work in progress" and I have had to take time away here and there because "life" insists that things must go on. Therefore I have to work to support myself while at the same time trying to capture as much time with my youngest son Wyatt as I possibly can, because I recently learned that his father and step mother are moving to Florida and they want him to go with them :(  So...., I have also been looking for work in Florida so that I can go be where he is. I was also told that my oldest son Chris who adopted Tommy's son will be moving to Denver in a month or so :(  I got a double dose of sadness when I heard their news. 

July 11, 2018 and this blog is calling me back to continue our story. I will commit to working on it as time allows. I am also taking a herb coarse as well as working Mon-Friday. It's really hard to relive this part of my (recent) past, but at the same time I feel that I am honoring my son, his life, and his battle. Like so many others, he was caught in a system (by design) that he could not escape and I am giving him a voice here. 

August 9, 2018 and it's a tearful morning once again. I can't help missing my family. During the years of trying to keep my family together and dealing with Tommy's addictions, many friends fell by the wayside. I find myself alone every weekend.... and my heart aches to no end. The scars from the tears, confusion, and brokenness are permanent.  I cry out to God, where did my world go? I mean I realize it was a crazy world for a long time, but dammit! It was MY world and it's all gone! In all honesty I wouldn't want to go through all that again, but the way it all unfolded left me devastated, shocked, and completely lost. 

Here again... September 11th, 2019. It's been a memorial kind of day as you can imagine. A few weeks ago I wrote to President Donald Trump to share my story with him and Melania. I guess for no other reason but to tell my story. For Tommy and for myself. It's disturbing how the world has been changing so rapidly around me. Families dividing, friends going in opposite directions, morals have flown out the window, we've learned that our mainstream media is nothing but fake news, surveillance is at every corner, people are afraid of the law enforcement that is supposed to "serve and protect" us because they seem to have become militarized and the enemy of the pubic, and it goes on and on. 

On a brighter note; I earned my Certification in Herbalism! I have also just opened my new store and Wyatt and my closest friend are running it together! It's https://theherbjoint.com  Since Tommy and the rest of the family have been gone, I have changed and grown so much. The tears still come just about every morning :/ but I'm getting better all the time. As parents, this pain never subsides. We just learn to grieve with it and continue on.