My husband’s only child and my baby, Patrick Rosario Capotosto (named for his grandfather) left our lives on September 10th, 2017 of an apparent heroin overdose. Patrick was crazy brilliant. When he was in active addiction, he was just crazy, self-medicating and trying to find that “thing” that would bring him peace. He was an avid comic book collector, and a darned good chef, with a wit that could bring down the house, and often did.
My boy was a baby magnet. Many times, in the grocery store, I would catch a toothless grin or a shy smile for a second, I’d think they were for me. Then I’d turn and see Patrick’s delightful antics.We knew Patrick wanted to be a dad more than anything and when he finally became one, his joy was infectious. Such care and concern he had for Rain and it came so naturally to him.
His addiction was hard on us all but even during the bad times, we would see glimpses of his empathy and kindness, as well as his despair over his lack of control. Anytime we’d pass a homeless person, he would stop and offer a cigarette and a word of encouragement. I was so proud of him.
When Patrick died, he left a huge brother-shaped hole in his sister’s heart and he took part of mine with him. Forever Patrick’s Mom- Susan