The Hardest day of my life was the day I stood by my sons deathbed and watched him take his last breath. He had been diagnoised with cancer and we knew this day was coming. Even so, it did not ease the pain what so ever. Never shall I ever feel such deep pain, I do hope and pray.
His ashes are to be scattered in the ocean on Nov 3, so another day of sorrow. I amnot sure why I have written this, except, to maybe telling others helps me to face what is to come.