Terry Michael Houston
Michael Houston was born at Forsyth Memorial Hospital in Winston Salem, NC at 6:11am on May 6th, 1985. What a beautiful day that was. Everyone was there to welcome him to our family. His father Terry, his sister Shannon, his grandparents, aunts and uncles. When he was little, just walking, he loved to stand outside in his diaper and water the grass. He was such a good baby and was always very happy. When he was 5 or 6 he started playing baseball at South Little League and fell in love with the sport. He wanted to grow up and play for the Atlanta Braves, and I think he would of made it. His nick name was "Ice Man" because he was so cool under pressure. He played ball there even when he went to high school. One of his favorite places to go was to Myrtle Beach. He loved the sun, the water, and of course when he was old enough he loved the girls. Michael was so handsome, as you can see from his pictures and he never met a stranger. He always held a special place in his heart for children and the elderly. Michael was very involved in Konnoak Methodist Church most of his life and was a big part of the youth group.Michael also loved to listen to his music and he taught himself how to play the guitar just by listening and he was getting very good. I don't think I have ever seen him so excited as when his dad came driving up in front of the house with his new red honda for his 16th birthday. He tried to be cool, but you knew how excited he was. Michael had one very special friend, Amy Pitts, and they were friends since elementary school, but when they got older it became more than just a friendship and I truly believed that they loved each other very much, and maybe one day would of married and had a beautiful family. But Michael, some how, got involved with some bad people and they had him try drugs, which was something we had discussed numerous times and I just felt that would never happen. But peer pressure is terrible and can affect anyone. Someone that he was not friends with gave him 1 pill and told him to try this so he did. He took a 10mg methadone that this boy got from his father, who is a herion addict, and took this a few hours before going to bed and never woke up again. The autopsy showed that was all he had in his system and it killed my beautiful son. He layed in ICU for 1 1/2 days hooked to life support and hundreds of people were there non-stop praying for him to wake up and and be given one more chance but on October 2, 2002 we were advised he was braindead, after every possible test that could be done, my son was no more. We unhooked the machines that were breathing for him and I placed my hand on his chest to feel his heart beat
for the very last time. The little boy that I had given birth to was gone and I don't even know if he heard me tell him how much I loved him and I made him a promise I couldn't keep. I promised I would not leave the hospital without him and I did. My families live will never be the same because there is such an emptiness that no one else can fill and our hearts are broken into millions of pieces that can never be fixed. My daughter grieves for her brother and her children ask a lot of questions about him, because they were so small when he died. I just tell them that he lives in Heaven now and he has a special day everyday and one day we will all be together again. One big happy family. Michael is there with my mother and I know she watches over him and makes sure he is not sad. He never has to be placed in the situation where he has to make difficult decisions in his life and be afraid of the outcome. We still live in the same house and have kept his room just as he had it. I guess sometimes in my heart I think maybe he will come home, but I know in my head that I won't seem again until I get to Heaven. I do sometimes feel him and smell him and I just want to touch him one more time. No, Micahel was not a perfect child, but I don't think we could of had any better. The love we all feel for him can not be described in words or feelings.
Have peace my son and know that we will be together soon and waht a joyous time that will be.
I love you more than life ,
Mom, Dad, Shannon, and all of your family