May 5, 2014 by sayno2pharma
This. This. Oh. My. God. This.
The thing about losing a child, is that it is so very different from any other horrible thing that that can happen to a person. You cannot compare it to anything; no other kind of loss, no other kind of pain, no other kind of sadness, no other kind of wound. I don’t know any other thing that visits someone several times a day and presents itself like it just happened; like it’s the very first moment that you hear about it. It’s like a horrible, deep gashing wound that has no ability for its bleeding to clot. It has no ability to scab over but just stays there just like the moment you were sliced so very wide and deeply and continues to bleed unabated. And you wonder why you don’t die due to your life’s blood flowing out of your body, but you don’t die. You live and…
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