The thing is as sypathizers when we hear of someones death, it hurts, but we can turn it off and go about our business... but that sort of close deathpain when it hapens to you personally, doesn't turn off for a long, long time. You only really get the meaning of true love when you lose your most precious possessions, your children. There is a moral though and an important one. Do not miss one second of life away from your kids... If they want to play a game, go play it with them... If they want your time at anything (doing anything), drop what you're doing and give it to them. That is the sought of thing that matters most in the end.
true love has nothing to do with romance.
everthing other than true love is vanity...
Trust me Caskur, my sons are 18 and 16 today, and what I would not give to go back to the yesteryears and have the incredible amount of fun we had together.
I truly miss the little them
Yours is a very sad story. One that I wish I had the power to completely erase. Not only for you, but for anyone who has suffered or is suffering in a similar circumstance.
I'm hopeful that you take some kind of solace believing you will see him again one day.