Lilli's support fund

Hello,

My name is Laurie Strick-Jones. I am a 51 year old mother of one child, Lisa Marie Jones, age 34 and Grandmother to my only Grandchild, Lillis(Lilli) Jones age 7. I am disabled, and last year I lost my mother and best friend in a fatal tragic accident from which I am still in the process of healing.




If all of this wasn't enough of a burden on me, I recently awoke to find a lifeless body on my living room sofa that at once upon a time, used to be Lisa, my precious and beautiful daughter.

On Thursday, February 12th 2015, I lost my only child Lisa to a Heroin overdose. Lisa was in the process of being registered, and admitted into the Community Assessment & Treatment Services in Cleveland, Ohio but on Thursday, Lisa lost her battle with her Heroin addiction, and passed away.

Due to a chronic illness, I am unable to work and had to accept the lower standard of living that Social Security
disability provided me. Fortunately for me, my Mother had the means to help me get a decent car, a small place to call home, and offered occasional financial support.

My daughter unfortunately became yet another victim of the tragic epidemic that grips our country that is Heroin addiction. This terrible disease rendered her unable to adequately care for her beautiful then 5 year old daughter named Lilli. I felt it my duty to take Lilli in and try to provide her some semblance of a normal life. This was difficult on my part due to my disability and financial situation, but with a lot of love, determination, and help from my Mother and family, we some how made it work.

In December of 2013, my Mother and I were Christmas shopping for Lilli. My Mother had a fall in the store which resulted in a severe head injury that eventually took her from us. This had a huge affect on my life not only emotionally, but financially. My Mother was my best friend and confidant. She was my rock. To this day, I still feel like a piece of me is missing.

I struggled to make ends meet this past year trying to provide every means possible for Lilli to experience a normal childhood despite the grief of dealing with the pitfalls of a daughter addicted to Heroine.



My life now seems devastated, but I know in my heart, that Lilli, my little ray of sunshine and I, with the help of my friends and family, will somehow see this through.

I wish to thank everyone for taking the time to hear my story and for your support and prayers.

God bless each and every one of you.