I can't do this continued
Today has been 4 weeks since Greg died. Each day has gotten harder. I still cry all the time. Can't eat, the medicine the doctor gave me doesnt' seem to help a lot the only peace I can find is when I am asleep and have to take meds to sleep. I still can't accept that he can't come home and long so much to see him and hear him again. So many many regrets. So much anger. How could a grown man leave my son laying in the yard passed out for 3 hours when we have heard that when asked by someone else had he ever seen Greg pass out before he said no. If he had only called someone anyone Greg's daddy... 911 my child could have been saved I believe with all my heart and soul. It was not my childs time to die that I can never believe. I miss him so much. Our family and friends have been wonderful. But have all returned to their own lives. The first 10 days our house was full of people. They still call us from time to time, but when I cry and cry and cry I know no one wants to keep hearing it over and over. I returned to work last week and its awful. Everyone is good but all I can think of is Greg and I cry there. I cry at Wal Mart trying to buy groceries when I see foods he used to love to eat. I never dreamed that such pain could exist. Someone please tell me how to get through this. I miss my son...