So I've been pretty down lately. Many, many waves of grief. I am blessed in so many ways. I have my grandchildren, my significant other & my faith. But I miss my son Eddie every waking minute. I can't even look at his pictures, especially his baby & childhood pictures. Right now it is too painful. All I think is that beautiful child isn't here anymore. I thank God for the 37 years I had him, but everyday blurs into the next. When I wake up reality hits & I pray for strength to get through another long, painfiul day. I wonder if I'll ever be able to look at his pictures again.