Just over 6 years ago my beautiful 6 year old boy died after an accident. I never thought I would recover from his loss and in many ways I haven't, but that's ok. My life is so different now, but it is life and there are lots of good things. Our son is with us always in a special, quiet way, like whispers in the wind.
I just wanted to let those of you at the beginning of this dark path that you will learn to live with the pain and it doesn't mean leaving your loved ones behind. As a very wise woman on these boards says: 'One foot in front of the other, and don't forget to breathe.'