My Greatest Sorrow

Hi Everyone,
Yesterday 5-10-09, my dearest youngest son Hugh Leon Gregg died on Mother's Day just about 1:00 a.m.
of alcohol intoxication.
 He was at some friend's house when they noticed him about 1:00 a.m., thought he had passed out drunk but when they checked, he was blue in the face.  Called paramedics but too late.  A police investigation had to be done as well as an autopsy in Dallas.  The worst thing was the autopsy because I know what they do.  I begged the Judge not to do it but he said he had to know the cause of death.  Hugh has been gone 2 years now and I sorrow every day.  He is buried in Moffat, Texas cemetary which is approximately 3 miles from my house.  I had talked to him about 8:00 p.m. on Saturday.  He told me he loved me and was sorry for his life.  He was upset because he had no money for anything on Mother's Day and he knew his brother would get me something.  I told him I did not care about any gifts, just wanted him to be well.  I told him I would love him no matter what happened in his life.  Just wish he could have gotten free of the addiction.  Anytime there was a major holiday, Hugh would drink himself senseless because he would be depressed over the holiday.  I always dreaded the holidays because I knew what would happen and I could not make him stop.  His son's mother and him had a major argument earlier in the week becasue he was not supplying her with any money for the boy.
His father and I had tried many times to get him help but it never worked out.  He was many times into Scott & White hospital detox program but the most they ever would keep him was 2 weeks and then it all would start over again.  One time he was in a Waco, Texas program but they let him go after a week because they could not regulate his high blood pressure.
His father wrote the following poem to put on his funeral paper:

Sleep On Now

You were such a troubled soul,
With your life so out of control.
Though I failed you, I tried my best,
So sleep on now and take your rest.

Sometimes you could be such a pain,
I wish you were still here to be again,
Life without you will never be the same,
But sleep on now and take your rest.

I would trade places with you ,
If only I could,
But that would do you no good,
So sleep on now and take your rest.

Even though I loved you so,
I didn't take time to let you know,
But your mother did it best,
So sleep on now and take your rest.

In memory of Huey, Albert S. Gregg

I will write another time about Hugh.
Rest in peace in heaven my beloved son.  I will always love you and look forward to seeing you again someday when God calls my name.

In Christian Love,
Marie