And for anyone else out there, who, like me, never made it through the stages...I think that this is normal, too.

I still do not talk to God. I figure that if he didn't even save his own son, then why could I ever have expected him to save mine.

I am very happy for those who can find comfort in their religion, but there are some of us who will never again find comfort there.

Christmas is the most wonderful season of all, and I cherish my other 5 children and my husband, but there will always be a part of me that belongs only to a sweet boy with an impish grin. He left ten years ago, but I see glimpses of him, or feel him near still.

Love to all of you during this difficult time,
Mama