My 19 year old son, Tim, died on January 31, 2020. So this year will be his third anniversary RIP. Every year this time is hard. This is the month just before he made a fatal decision and this is the month where I seem to annually relive the "if only's". The other hardest time is his birthday- April 20.
Reading your accounts, I was reminded of when the funeral director brought in a shopping bag labeled with his name and filled with containers for each family member of Tim's ashes. It was sooo final. I still have his ashes. Have not decided what to do with them.
My 19 year old son, Tim, died on January 31, 2020. So this year will be his third anniversary RIP. Every year this time is hard. This is the month just before he made a fatal decision and this is the month where I seem to annually relive the "if only's". The other hardest time is his birthday- April 20.
Reading your accounts, I was reminded of when the funeral director brought in a shopping bag labeled with his name and filled with containers for each family member of Tim's ashes. It was sooo final. I still have his ashes. Have not decided what to do with them.
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I love you Joan💕😢