I'm glad I found this thread. I just want to say I'm sorry for everyones loss. I lost my son May 3, 2008. He was 16. I grieve everyday for him. Half of my heart died the night he took his final breath. Its odd for me now when I lose family or friends....I don't cry for their passing, instead I cry because I'm jealous. I'm jealous because they get to see my son again. They get to hug him, talk to him, and the only thing I get to do is look at his pictures or spend time at his grave. I will never get to look into those big beautiful brown eyes or run my fingers through his curls until it is my time to "go home".
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