This is so incredibly hard to do. I puruse this sight offering up prayers for those who lost loved ones. Never realizing I would be here myself sharing about my son John. A 37 year old young man with no family to call his own..not for lack of not wanting a wife and a child. John has always fought the hard fight struggling to get along in life. He just overcome a bout of deep depression-- thinking there was no light at.the end of the tunnel. Yet he fought hard and slowly the depression lifted. He found a job and and was getting ready to get his own little place. Until this dreadful morning March 19, 2015. I went to wake him up but he would not and he was cold to the touch. My husband went to him tried to wake him up but could not and had to tell be our son was gone. My heart will never be whole again. The emergency services came the coronor came they confirmed my son's death and believes he had tried to get up but felt chest pain and laid back now. Having either a seizure or a heart attack. Please help me bury my son John. Any and all donations I thank you from the bottom of this mother's broken heart. You know I love you all. Many blessings to each of us.