"Becky thank you for your response I appreciate it because I care about people. You are the third mother that I spoke to that has lost a son as your son Donte within about a year or two. The other two sons were doing drugs and depression played a…"
"Hi Barbra. This Becky Jackson. I just read your loving comment you wrote me. I want Thank you for showing interest. My son Donte was 20, he died by suicide, I found him in his closet. That’s when my world came crushing down on me it was a…"
Becky thank you for your response I appreciate it because I care about people. You are the third mother that I spoke to that has lost a son as your son Donte within about a year or two. The other two sons were doing drugs and depression played a role in each case. It appears to be a major epidemic at this time with young people. If you look at the top of this page you can see from the word article and the next few. If you want to read and need material it may help you to know that there are people that care about you, your life and of course your beautiful son Donte.That's if you want to read something; it's entirely up to you as you already know that. There are really no words that anyone can say to comfort us. In my opinion it's up to each of us to realize that we are important in this world to people we are involved with. That is regardless of how well we may know someone. I happen to be someone that often connects easily to people. Today a nice woman at the senior center was telling me about an illness she had and how her grandchildren helped.her get through it all. She asked me about children and I don't what kind of face I made but did tell her that I lost my son to a drunk driver. I can see she felt upset for me and then said she didn't know what she would do if that happened to her. I use to cringe when someone said that to me before but somehow I've learned how to handle it now. Sometimes we need to build a bubble around ourselves for protection from the words said by people that fear what occurred to us. It has helped me to do that with the passage of time. Nonetheless the loss still and will always stink. I don't know what uther word to use. If you want to tell me about yourself I'd be priviledged to read it. Please take good care of yourself because you re important! Sincerely, Barbara
Becky Jackson please accept my sincere condolences on the loss of your precious son. I belong to "Loss of a Child" at this site of Legacy. My husband and I lost our precious and only child Joe 9 years ago come this April 5, 2019. Two police officers rang our door bell and asked to come in. I said "this isn't good." Joe was struck riding his motorcycle on the way home to where he lived with my mother. My mom was suppose to come for Easter dinner but she was tired; she was 94 years old at the time. The drunk driver went through a red light, left the scene of the accident, was driving his girlfriend's SUV on an expired drivers license. He walks free with out any fines, community service or anything. My son, family and friends are paying the price for a wreakless individual that only cared about himself. The drunk driver was 38 years old and Joe was 42. I have written to him on his FB time-line. I'm also friends with some of his friends. However, I've noticed lots of people no longer indulge on face-book as I do. I am a busy individual but do not sleep much. I just hope I'm wide awake for tomorrow because of a party and something I'm doing at the party at my senior center. I had gone to a couple of bereavemnt groups but one I left before the second one I joined. I'm a writer and too many thoughts go through my head as i'm read to start telling you the stories. However, I need to do meditation and polish my nails. You might want to go to a bereavment group when you are ready or find one. It's funny the way I found one. We need to be with people that understand. Regardless, of how a mother's child passes the end result is the same. If you take time to read what I wrote please send me a message and I'll respond when I can. Becky, I wish you peace and serenity!