My daughter Candace had turned 30, less than two months later she passed. Her and her husband have three little girls. In 2010 they were 8, 7 and 2. The paternal Grandparents wanted custody of them too, so I withdrew my request . I'm single and don't drive but I didn't want then going into foster care.
I believe that all the beautiful young people mourned are excused the long, hard road the rest of us have to travel.
Maybe they are given the secret short-cut through the jungle of life, as a reward for being pure and good;He sees their goodness, that there is no further improvement to be made. I can see a Good Lord doing that.
Welcome. I know that you must feel lost. Never be afraid to cry. It helps. After nearly six years I still cry for my son, Bernie. But unfortunately for us, the good die young. Write me all the details you can and want. We shall meet them again.