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What I wish people knew about losing my son. I remember when my son died I was told by numerous individuals that I was the strongest person they knew. I was tough. If only they were as strong as me. They wouldn’t be able to survive such a loss. But they didn’t understand what I truly wish people knew about losing my son.

You’d think after living all these years I’d have it together a bit more, some days I do. Most of the time I don’t. If you ask my kids I think I know it all. Which by the way we have five, three originals as they call themselves and the expansion pack – our two youngest girls that the Lord saw fit to bring into our family four years ago on a permanent basis. (Our two nieces, now our daughters).