Thirty four months ago today I buried my youngest son.  It is gently raining today, my heart is still broken, I am sad and yet strangely I am okay.  I will see 3 of his 4 children in just a few minutes...what a precious gift...

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Aparoulek
Aparoulek

I lost my youngest son too. It has been 13 months since he passed away. Even though I am doing better the sadness seems to be growing and growing because I just miss him so much. I read your previous journal entry and it gives me so much hope about my future. Thank you. Peace and Love, Anne
deleted_user
deleted_user

Hello there!! What Carol posted was beautiful wasn\'t it?! Our loved ones that go b-4 us R waiting for us so that does give us hope doesn\'t it?!! My b i l lost his son in a drowning accident 17 yrs ago and he is so moody around his birthday and the date of his death. He said this yr was even worse. You know what bothers my sister is he couldn\'t care less abt his daughter and my sister swears from things he says that he wishes it had been her instead that died. He has to be the coldest man I have ever known!!! I hear some nationalities worship the sons and the daughters are left out. That breaks my heart!!!!! You do sound better tho!!! I am doing quite a bit better too. My husband passed away 2 yrs ago Mar. 30th. God Bless you!!!! Take care!!!! june.
Livingjuicy
Livingjuicy

With you in these feelings. Hoping that hugging those grandies brings you joy in this moment as children are such healers! Take gentle care as you remember. Hugs, Joanie
joeymom
joeymom

The children do ease our pain. Understand your feelings. Wishing you peace & comfort. Take care of yourself. Hugs, Lucille
deleted_user
deleted_user

Well Lynn, I understand completely and am so glad you have some little \"comforters.\" My son has been gone 10 mos and I miss him just like everyone else misses their son or daughter. My son Mike didn\'t leave any children, but his sister has one little girl Audrey, who will be 2 next month. Mike adored Audrey and she is the one who has helped us all heal. Hugs, Cherie