My story began in November of 2009 with a telephone call from my son. His life had fallen apart and he was in the hospital after a drug overdose. I flew to San Diego to be with him, and brought him home from the hospital. I tried everything I could think of to help him recover. I urged him to tap into his inner strength and put trust in God. After three weeks, my son assured me he would never attempt suicide again, and I could go home. So I went home.