My boy left me on 11 Sept, he lived only a little more than 4 months..its been nearly 2 months now...after what I have gone through.. I think I am quite fighter myself too, I do try and live happy but sometimes, deep deep down theres a wound...i doubt if it will ever heal. I don't feel it most of the time becos I don't want to stay miserable but when i do feel it , it hurts so much and I can cry non stop for a while...whenever I think of the final night we spent together, it made me sad and how much he had to put up with as a baby...I just wish he was given a chance to live, healthy and happily...