Posted by adagiolover1 on January 30, 2005, at 11:29:50
I have read thru some of the posts in the grief forum, and found myself crying, of course.
I lost my son Feb 28th of 2002, he was 20. He had inhaled butane, and I found him in his bed, long gone by that time.
even now, with therapy and love I find that to type or say those words causes me to weep.
At this point, a mere 3 yrs, nothing fills that hole. Fortunately I have another child for whom I have had to do things I didnt want to do..i.e. stay sober, stick around here on earth...and this has been for the best.Losing a child in our society is isolating, and truly devastating. He had left a son who was born 3 mnths after his death, and I have been unable to connect strongly to this child, my only grandchild. part of the reason, I suspect, is because he is a near clone of my son, in looks and personality, a sweet loving child.
Recently I came to the realisation that i have not moved beyond that horrible weekend. That in and of itself is neither 'right' or 'wrong'..it's just where i am.
am beginning to take some steps to recover a semblance of being a part of life, rather than just toughing it out.
poster:adagiolover1
thread:450118
URL: http://www.dr-bob.org/babble/grief/20041230/msgs/450118.html