My wonderful son died
In September 2009 my wonderful son died aged 41 from an accidental overdose of alcohol and drugs. I love him so so much. I grieved loads at first and had councelling. But like today when those sad feelings surface yet again it is awful and I feel overwhelmed that it will last a lifetime. It sometimes takes a while to realise that I am sad and sometimes I find myself comfort eating instead. And then I think of all the bad things he suffered and sometimes feel guilty that my life is good but he is missing from it. We were so close it felt like we were 2 hearts beating as one. I can see him in my mind's eye but cannot touch him. I love and miss him so much. Sometimes I feel like no one else cared about him (although I know this is not true). I hope and prayer that one day (in many many years time) I will be with him again but as I am not very religious I sometimes find this difficult to imagine.