I have been reading the posts on this site for several days and up until now could not bring myself to tell my story. My anger would only allow me to grieve in privacy because nobody really understands, not unless you have walked in my shoes. Those that post about not being able to understand what the loss of a child feels like are correct. You have no imagineable idea. I have lost many people in my life, and I have grieved with my children when they lost young friends. The loss of my son is not comparable in the smallest way. Saturday, December 22, 2007, was a beautiful day. My boyfriend and I went to meet friends for lunch. Robert was supposed to join us but decided to go to his girlfriend's birthday party with her family. Later in the day we pulled into the driveway and Robert followed close behind. Robert had his girlfriend Bianca and another friend Ashley with him. At home we went in the backyard and played with his new puppy. I'm not a dog lover so I was joking about how the yard was going to get trashed and the puppy was going to chew up all my furniture. Robert assured me he would take good care of his new dog, and I believed him. A few minutes into the evening I noticed Ashley crying. I asked her what was wrong and she said she was having a problem with a boy. I gave her my 46 year old advice and told her things would work out ok. The girls and Robert decided to drive to the next town over so Ashley could try and talk to "Donnie". After the discussions they proceeded home. Robert never made it home. My two daughters and I have had our lives shattered. I raised my three children alone so we were the circle of four. We are all so very close and have a hard time trusting people and letting newcomers in. Now our circle has a hole. We walk without our youngest, our only son/brother, our future. There is certain music we can no longer listen to. My daughters are afraid of normal occurrences, which now seem like signs from the dead. Nobody is sleeping. Our future plans now seem a waste. The holidays will never be celebrated again. We are empty, sad, distraught, and so lost. I even begged my daughters to never have children, just so we won't ever have to feel this pain again. Over time this might get easier but our lives are changed forever. There is only day-to-day, there is no future. Robert Owen Davis Jr. November 21, 1989 - December 22, 2007 We will be with you soon, we promise.