Reader Post: Peace be with you my friend. my son passed 5 yrs ago in an automobile wreck 2 min. after telling me he loved me. I was
literally falling through space with nothing to hold on to. With 5 other children who where also hurting/, I could not give up. I carried the burden for a year, not leaving my house much less my room. I was angry with God and everyone that had boys my sons age 19. We came home from church a year after he had passed ,and a man was hit by a drunk driver, he landed in our front yard. He lived but it took an hour for them to airlift him to a hospital. my husband held his leg off the ground an comforted him.
That evening I could handle no more pain, I got on my face, not my knees, my face…
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