From: kathyackerman on
Well my sweet boy has been gone for 2 years now and it doesn't get any
easier. Many moms in my groups have told me that the 2nd year is the
worst since the shock of it all has worn off.
My son Brandon was killed instantly in an auto accident. he was 20
years old, or young I should say.
I don,t know how 2 years have passed by already! Everyone goes on with
thier lives and time passes by, yet I am stuck in a time warp and feel
the pain like it was yesterday.
God Help Us All


Kathy
From: Caz on
kathyackerman wrote:
> Well my sweet boy has been gone for 2 years now and it doesn't get any
> easier. Many moms in my groups have told me that the 2nd year is the
> worst since the shock of it all has worn off.
> My son Brandon was killed instantly in an auto accident. he was 20
> years old, or young I should say.
> I don,t know how 2 years have passed by already! Everyone goes on with
> thier lives and time passes by, yet I am stuck in a time warp and feel
> the pain like it was yesterday.
> God Help Us All
>
>
> Kathy
>
Dear Kathy.

It's been two years since my Scott has been gone, he was 23. Why is life
so cruel. Who needed our children more than we did??? I am where you
are, stuck!

Best wishes Kathy.

Caz.
Scott's mom
From: pcatalani on
On Jan 2, 3:14 am, kathyackerman <kd7...(a)mchsi.com> wrote:
> Well my sweet boy has been gone for 2 years now and it doesn't get any
> easier. Many moms in my groups have told me that the 2nd year is the
> worst since the shock of it all has worn off.
> My son Brandon was killed instantly in an auto accident. he was 20
> years old, or young I should say.
> I don,t know how 2 years have passed by already! Everyone goes on with
> thier lives and time passes by, yet I am stuck in a time warp and feel
> the pain like it was yesterday.
> God Help Us All
>
> Kathy

Seems like its 2 years for a few of us, & we all feel the same, such a
deep deep loss, an emptyness inside. I guess your right, the shock has
worn off & reality has set in, or is trying to, I don't want to accept
the reality, too painful. I keep trying to find ways to avoid the
truth, think of my Jenn as being away somewhere, on vacation or at
school, living in another state, anything, but the reality I know deep
down inside is true, but I push it away, nowhere ready to accept it. I
wonder what this year will bring, acceptance or more fantasies? I
guess one day at a time applies here also. Take care my friends,
thinking of everyone here, Pat