I have complicated grief. My 17 year old son Taylor died suddenly in a freak accident. That was over three years ago, yet I still "hope" to see him walk through the door any minute. I loved my son dearly, we were very close. He was my only and only son. So - I grieve, and grieve, and grieve. I'm not sure I "want" to get over this grief. I feel that if I were to "get over" this grief, I'll lose my son entirely by not remembering him. He deserves more. He shouldn't have died, it wasn't his time and he would want the world to know him. He was a very kind person who only wanted the best for people. Here is his story (turn on your speakers) www.TaylorBurgstahler.memory-of.com









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