I lost my son on the 15th of September and at first I thought that I could do it on my own but was very wrong. Someone gave me the local Hospice number and I called to speak to a grief counselor thinking nothing they could say could help me but I was wrong. This wonderful lady helped me to understand that there are no time limits on grieving, there are no mistakes because we all grieve in our own way and time. My husband has always been my rock, the one who made things right but he is in no better shape than I am. We cry together, we hold on to one another trying to understand where our life is going. Our lives changed in an instant and although we are blessed with one son still on this earth and 5 grandchildren nothing will ever replace Daimon. Daimon left us with 2 teenager and a wonderful daughter in law. I have discovered that there are now 2 types of people those of us who have lost children and those who cannot understand. Someone we know who lost a child insisted that we attend a group meeting for parents who have lost children and that has helped us to understand that many of the feelings we are experiencing are "normal", they understand that we cry at in approiate times, that we want to talk about our son.
