Have you moved forward?
No, I can't believe my loving son Patrick is gone... far away from me. I don't understand my loss, my pain, my agony. Why me? Why my son? Patrick was an Angel on earth. I am living but I have no idea what I am doing or going to the next moment. I am walking through my torturous journey motionless. I don't have a will to live or do anything, but I need to meet my son one day. I pray God help me because I can't do it alone. I am longing for my son with every breath I take. I want him so bad it aches deep down my broken heart... my shattered soul and life. Today, it is four months fifteen days that my son left me empty, lost, and so alone.
Are you still in the same place you were?
Yes, I am still waiting for the nightmare to go away, so I can have my son back in my life where he should belong. I hope and pray he is at peace, happy, and safe because I am not. No one understand the pain, hell I am going through. It's unthinkable, unimaginable, unbearable to lose a child. It's the ultimate pain to endure. How can I move on when I feel so helpless, powerless, hopeless? I am still waiting for my faith to get through this horrible journey called grief.
What are some ways you've helped your self live again?
I am still in disbelief of the last twenty four hours of my son. What happened to my son? Why did I find him in bed lifeless the next morning, when the doctor at the ER had reassuring me that my son was fine and sent him home. I can't get that concept of my unexpected tragedy. My pain is more powerful than my weak faith, hope. I am waiting for God, Jesus, Blessed Mother, even my son to help me. I FEEL SO ALONE!!!
_________________ ETERNAL REST GRANT UNTO PATRICK, O LORD! AND LET PERPETUAL LIGHT SHINE UPON PATRICK. SACRED HEART OF JESUS, HAVE MERCY ON PATRICK. IMMACULATE HEART OF MARY, PRAY FOR PATRICK.
PATRICK, MY LOVING SON, YOU ARE LOVED, REMEMBERED, MISSED ETERNALLY
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