yep so thats whats happened im now not a woman who has a child to care for- when i started to snap out the fact my that my son was not coming back- i had to face the fact that his bedroom had to be emptied and his things needed packing up- so i bit my lip aend took a deep breathe and faced his room. and there were all his toys where he had last played with them - the last clothes he had worn- and his little fluffy rug he took to bed everynight, all his things just left as if he just disappeared. i couldnt handle it man it shattered me, i didnt no what to do i just wanted to die. i couldnt pack up my sons things- i just bawled my eyes out everytime i touched something of his.
then came the feeling of what is this all about im here for my son - hes not here- what do i DO
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