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At 2:57pm on September 7, 2009, Kathy Mook said…: Hi Diane,
I'm sorry for the loss of your son Lee, and for the grief that you and Wesley feel. My son, Jon has 2 younger brothers and a sister that he was very close to. All are coping in very different ways. This is one time that Mom can't fix it for them or for that matter, really be there for them because I'm dealing with my own grief. I'm married but my husband was Jon's stepfather and he isn't nearly as affected by Jon's death as we are and no one in the house wants to talk about Jon. That's why I'm glad for this place to listen and share helps. I will be praying for you. Hugs.

At 10:00pm on September 5, 2009, Robin said…: Hi. I am Robin, Seth's mom. I am so sorry for the loss of your son Lee and the pain you are feeling. We lost our son Seth on August 1, 2009. He was 19. It is the most terrible thing ever in my life. He had just finished his first year of college. He was gonna be an engineer. ( internal systems) He also had so much promise, and so much to look forward to. Your son must of been a wonderful person. I also live in a very small town and I know how difficult it is just to go to the store. No matter where you go there are reminders and friends or people who knew Seth. It is always an emotional roller coaster. I am going back to work for the first time since Seth's death, on Tues. I am scared. It must of been so heartbreaking at Lees Graduation, but also a very proud moment for you. Lee was a son to be proud of. That is how I feel about our Seth. I am so proud of him and everytime someone tells me how he touched their lives I become even prouder. We have to hold on to that, Our memories and everything else it takes to get us trough this. Seths friends are all over this town and some days I find comfort in seeing them, other days not so much. I know that is my selfish side coming out when I feel like that, but I just want Seth back. I hope that Wesley is doing okay. Somehow we will get through this. At least learn to cope so we can survive. For our sons! They would want us to be happy.

At 9:27am on September 1, 2009, lisa said…: HI its lisa I emailed you and then went to my page you let you know and found your wall. I read about your son and how you lost him, oh I am so sorry! I am so very sorry! I am where you are but I have no one who is here for me so can we please talk?

At 9:00am on September 1, 2009, Diane Rabon said…: Hello. I lost my son, Lee, on March 24th, (2009) 23 weeks ago today. Today the pain is almost unbearable. I want to scream, but I can't, I am at work. Lee was 18 years old, a senior at his school and he was also attending a Tech school, learning electronics. He was good with computers! I was encouraging him to pursue a career in computer programming. He loved life! He had so many friends. I could not believe all the people that knew him. And he loved them all. He had a beautiful smile. One that would instantly make you love Lee. He loved playing horseshoes. And he loved playing with his brother because they were good together. And his brother was his best friend! I called them my twins, 7 years apart :) They were so much alike and so different, too. But, their love was unconditional. I divorced right after Lee turned 5. Wesley was 12 and he became Lee's dad, big brother, and best friend. There was no separating them.
The day Lee died he had been to the high school and got his transcripts. Then he went to the tech school to turn in scholarship papers. It was his day to get everything lined up. He had great ideas. And I knew he would do well when he finished school. After he finished he called his brother to go to the creek and throw some horseshoes. They had a great day, fun with friends and playing horseshoes! After they left the creek Lee was driving too fast and lost control of his car. It went off the road and flipped several times. Lee was thrown from the car. He lived until he got to the hospital where one of our dear friends was a nurse. She gave Lee CPR, but God wanted him. I won't ever forget that night. It was awful.
I was working a part time job. All for Lee. Every penny went to him. We live in a small town and he had not found a job. So, I worked to give him the things he needed. Wesley called me and told me Lee had been in a bad wreck and they were life-flighting him. The hospital was only a mile from where I was working. I got there and saw the firetrucks and just started screaming and crying. No one would tell me anything. Wesley got there and I thought he was going to tear the hospital up. They took us up to another room. There was another boy in the car with Lee and his family was signing papers for him to be life flighted. I was hoping Lee was ok. But, Wesley just knew he was worse. Then the doctor and my nurse friend came up to where we were. It was awful. I will never forget those next few moments. I asked her if Lee was dead and she shook her head yes. I hit the floor, screaming and crying. NOT MY LEE!! NO!!!
We buried Lee on Friday. The high school prom was Saturday. Easter was a few weeks later and then Mother's Day.
Wesley and I spent it together, alone, at the beach. Lee loved the beach. Then came high school graduation, May 28th. Wesley & I walked and received Lee's diploma. And them my birthday was May 31st. All these things so close after Lee died.
Now, it's 23 weeks later. My life is a wreck. I try to hold up at work and not cry. I feel like all my friends here have gone on with their lives. They think I'm ok. They really are a great bunch of people to work with. They have let me cry and are here for me, but I don't want to bother people at work. I have a void in my life that will never be filled. I won't ever see Lee again. I won't have any of his children as my grandchildren. He won't ever be the great computer expert that I knew he would be. And I have such a tough time with a computer!
Last night I found the little footprint that they made of him when he was born. Maybe that's what started me crying so hard. I will write more later. Maybe this will help.