It's been 1 month today since my son, Landyn, passed away. At just 16 months old, I didn't have him very long at all, but it feels I've had him my entire life and I should have him the rest of my life. I'm feeling pretty numb today and that's better than the feeling I normally have since he passed. I still find it too painful to go over the events of the day I lost him. Maybe I am still in denial. I find myself sitting in the chair and I tell myself if I think…