I lost my fiance Feb. 26, 2008. The day befor I gave birth to our son. We were going to be getting married June 2009. I am still haveing a hard time with this every now and then. I am still finding myself going through crying spells, and my son who will be 3 in Feb looks at me, and comes running to give me a big hug. I try not to break down infront of him but sometimes I just cant hold back. Since his birth I have had Preston who is my son all the time so I never really got the time to grieve, and its just been a rocky road for me. He died of a massive heart attack in his sleep. I woke up and found him gone, and now that seem to be the picture I have of him in my head, and I guss it because its the last time I seen him, I just wish I could get rid of the vision. I miss him so very much, and I know when the time comes for me to explain to my son about his dad is going to be a very hard day for me. I will never forget the good time we had together, and he will always be a part of me. I know hes looking down on us.