I am broken. I want my son back. I feel so out there in the cold that nothing seems to make any sense anymore. I know all the answers and yet nothing seems to appy to my life. I want to hold him and touch him again. I know that I have to go on for my other children but I also know that nothing can ever replace him. He is my SON. He was stolen in the middle of the night by the darkness of SIDS of which no one can even explain. There was no real reason. He was healthy and perfect. WHy did he have to die? Why couldn't it have been me? I want my son back. I can't stand this. I find myself longing and aching just to be near him. Garrett Mommy loves you so much. I swear I will never let you go.
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