It’s my son’s 42 birthday tomorrow. I’m devastated that he’s not here. Every birthday during his illness and dyalisis I thanked God for saving him another year. He was so brave so strong so unselfish and funny.
I feel like God took his eyes off him.
It’s only been a month since his Cardiac arrest it’s so raw. Sometimes even breathing is hard. The hardest part has been friends and aquiantences dumb comments. People can be so disappointing.
Such shallow comments.
It’s hard to deal with.
Very sorry for your loss. Tomorrow will be hard. Try to take the day slowly and go with how you feel for what you do or don’t want to do. Maybe there is something you always did with him that you can do - a ritual you had? My friend died in her early 40s and every year her family bake the cake she liked and share it together. They find that helps to connect to her. Firsts are so hard so be kind to yourself. Sending you strength.
Thank for your message I’m making his favourite food today