I found this site by accident. I was just browsing along the web trying to find someone who perhaps I could talk to. I lost my baby my son this August. He was my cherished son, my best friend. He was a kind and loving child and a wonderful father. How can I continue to go on. I am also ill and when I stress and suffer, my pain becomes worse. I would take all the pain in the world if I could have my son back. Now he's gone, I can't stop thinking, wondering, why? I have faith in God, but I still don't understand why. Oh my heart breaks everyday, when I realize that he's not a work, not laughing out loud. Oh how I wish I could change time. How do you stop this please help me.