i know we aren't suppose to question things, but why would fate choose to take my baby boy when he had so much to live for? he was just 21 years old and ready to start his life. i miss him so very much. he had a mischevious look, and infectious laugh, and a sense of humor that might have taken him into comedy. he was so kind and gentle. he was my buddy, too. out of all my life, he is the only thing i ever did good. so here i am sitting, crying, and missing him so very much. today is one of those days where i wonder if i can hold on till the next day. my heart physically feels like it is broken in two. i am divorced, therefore no husband to lean on. my parents live away. and i am sure my friends don't want to hear more about it. i'm just so lost.
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