My hero is my son, God called away.From the first breath until last,I stayed by his side, hoping and praying I could take his place. His laugh could make the angels sing. A heart of pure gold was Gods gift to him,he took what ever fate was in his way. He took it all and never complained. His last words I heard him say, I will fight all the way. God called him to heaven so cancer couldn't win his battle.
I don't think I can take this I miss him more each day and I don't know where to turn. I miss him more and more. How can this be? God I was raised with and know and love has taken my child. He leaves all these evil people in the world and take my son. I just don't understand. My faith is weavered and my soul is shattered. How can the God I was raised knowing take someone so special? Why can't things just go right? For 5 years I sat by his side. I watched God heal him so many times to put him through all that just to go ahead and take him now I just don't understand? I hate my life. I hate living. I hate everything I am so tired of the heart break everytime I turn around I don't want to get close to anyone for fear that something will happen to the ones I have left.
Kim