My oldest son, at 31 years old, died suddenly and unexpectedly. It is the most horrible day of our lives. I want to share my story because when this first happened I told my pastor that i needed to connect with someone that had survived this in a healthy way. He put me in touch with Sue, a church member that had also lost her son. My first question to her was Why?. She said she didn’t know why my son had passed but that maybe HER son passed because God knew that I was going to need her one day. I was humbled that someone would use their most unimaginable grief to help me. Though I wish this pain on one one, life isn’t fair. Maybe one day, someone will need me…and thanks to Sue, this tragedy will have a purpose
The loss of my son 