Our Son, Brad
We lost our 54 year old beloved Son, Brad to cancer on Nov. 23 2013. We knew it was bound to happen as he had 5 different kinds of cancers & things kept getting worse. It still didn't make it any easier to accept. He had all the chemo, radiation, etc. that he could have. We first found out he had cancer 1 1/2 years ago which was a shock to us. Brad was so healthy & took such good care of himself. He never smoked, he played sports & was a happy, healthy, caring, Christian man.
Our hearts were broken when we found out he had cancer & things never got better, just got worse. He never had remission or anything like that to give us hope, just more & more cancer & more & more pain.
Brad kept telling us he was glad it was him as he could endure the pain & thanked God it wasn't any of us. I wished it had been me as I am 76 years old & have lived my life - he hadn't. Parents aren't supposed to bury their children!!
Brad had 2 grown children that he loved dearly & was so happy to be blessed with a little Grandson in June of 2012. I could see the tears in his eyes when watching little Lucas playing & running around & he said to me, "Mom, I will never see him grow up." That broke my heart & I told him, yes he would see him from heaven. It just wasn't fair. We are Catholic & believe in the afterlife, thank God for that. I still feel cheated that our Son had to leave, especially when I see other fellows his age out & about having such a great life with their friends & families.
We do have 2 other children that we love very much too, thank God - but nothing or no one can ever replace our Brad. He always planned the family get togethers, parties, etc. He loved holidays, birthdays, etc. & made them special for everyone. He was the Son who always phoned his parents each day to see how we were & to say he loved us. As a matter of fact, the last thing he said to me the night before when he went to bed was, "Mom, I love you so much." We always said to each other, "I love you more!" He would say, "Impossible, Mom." * we would laugh.
A terrible void in my life & my husbands, but I know we must go on, but it's so hard.
I tell people to hug their children more often & always end with "I love you". That is so important. I hold my dear Son in my heart, but so wished it was in my arms. God bless you all & my heart aches for any of you who have lost someone you love.