That is what I am right now so if you want to skip this post feel free.
Tonight I had to comfort my sweet boy on the subject of suicide. Hello he is only 12-still a baby!
Parenting in itself is hard but dang this was hard. He just cried and cried and cried and all I could do was hold him. I am so mad-I know that I shouldn't be but that is how I feel. I have been praying about my anger to God and I know He knows but I have to tell him.
My son wants to go to the funeral but I am having mixed feelings. The only funeral he has ever been at was my mom's 4 years ago and truthfully I don't know if I want to take him since I haven't been to a funeral since then to and I don't know if I am ready! If you have made it this far-please if you think about it I could use some prayers.