I just lost my son on April 20th because of a medical condition I developed as I went into labour. I have to say my friends and family have been amazing - my parents paid for Luthor's funeral as we couldn't afford to give him one. Everyone has done their best to be supportive.But still as I write this I'm holding back tears at what seems to be the most unfair thing life could throw at me. Somedays I feel fine, that life will go on and we'll have other children and that as much as I miss Luthor he will always be in my heart, that he will always be my angel. Other days I feel like I'm falling apart, that it's not enough that he will always be remembered and loved by myself and others, that he should be at home with me, in my arms and that I was able to express all this love I have for him, that I'll never get to show him now that he's gone. I feel guilt over not enjoying the pregancey as it was all the time we had together. I know that time is the only thing that will make it easier to deal with, but right now as I sit at home alone I feel alone as I never have before. Can anyone suggest somethings I can do to make the days easier to get through untill time has had a chance to dull the edges of the pain some more?
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