This is one of the most heart wrenching posts I have read in a long time. I read a lot of blogs written by grieving mothers. Why did this post affect me to this extent? I don’t know. Maybe because this mother’s grief feels as real as my own grief. Maybe it is because I am doing the same. Writing and desperately trying to keep my Vic alive…hugs and tears Gatito.
What am I doing Kaitlyn? What am I trying to do by my endless blogs about you, the photo albums, the posts on Facebook, the printed out version of my blog, the printed out comments by your friends after you died on your Facebook, in my private messages and by email, the posts I made on Student Doctor Network warning them of what could so easily happen if they don’t heed the warning within them of depression, for posting about you In the off topic sections of forums I belong to that are about motorcycles, RVing, and cats. Posting on suicide survivor forums. Posting every video and song that remotely has to do with what you were and I am going through. Making DVD slides of you. Going through all you music CDs, going through all your recent things, old things, things I put up long ago, things that are…
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Vic's Final Journey 
Thank you for re-blogging my post. I am honored. We walk in grief together but it is horrendous.
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It is so sad this little group of us – The Grieving Parents. We reach out to one another because only we can understand one another’s pain. Hugs.
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I am so moved.
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