March 21 of 2019 I read a proclamation post that was sent to me from above. Staci James wrote a moving piece about the loss of her son, Hagen. It was like the words of it fell straight out of my mouth. It was exactly how I felt when I lost Millie and knew the Lord had called me to be a soldier in this nasty war of fentanyl. I looked her up and messaged Staci James. I told her you don’t know me…
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