Hi All, I lost my son this last father’s day. We were on the beach in Ocean City NJ. I take my children to this beach almost every weekend in the summers. I would have never thought in a million years that I would leave that beach with one less child. I had four children that morning; three boys and my baby girl. Quran was the middle of the three boys. I tried to save him but I just couldn't get to him. The water was too strong. I feel like I failed my son. I feel like I took him there and let him die. I do think it is my fault. I go over and over in my mind about how I should have run faster, swam faster. But the end result is that I can not fix this. I feel hollow. There is a pain and a void within me. It is a pain that I can't put into words. I just know that it starts in my center and radiates. I miss hearing his voice. I keep trying to replay it in my mind. I constantly look at pictures of him. At times, I can't stop crying. I miss him so much.