hi new here also
oct 31 2009, my son was 22 when he left me i still cant say the words.
the hole he left is unreal. i dont seem to be able to cry. i had to move his pu becuase it was more than i could bear to look at but i have his work coveralls where i can touch and smell them.
my basement is full of his model trains that i will soon need to deal with.
i have talked to people who knew him online as far away as england.
if i dont reply right away, if you answer, that is because i have lost the thred.
some times these sites baffel me, that is when i would call my son upstaitrs to fix what ever, his comments was always "oh Mom"