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ofmenandmountains 
Hello….
How I came to find you isn’t nearly as important as the fact that I did. I’ve just spent 30 minutes scrolling backwards from your first post, having no idea what I would read. My eyes are filled with tears – a stranger, yes, but the mother of two…the eldest being a son, 25. My heart breaks for you and your family. Your words here have an awful elegance and beauty. I cannot fathom what you are going through – my mind shies away from even the tip of that iceburg of grief and horror.
I don’t know any words that could possibly bring you any comfort… I guess I just wanted you to know that I was here. That I read. That my mother’s heart honors your pathway, and the memory of a son gone too soon.
I’m so so sorry.
I found you through The compassionate Friend FB page, someone posted “Broken record” ~ your words are my world, my life. I lost my son “Nate” 7 weeks ago in a boating accident. Your words ring so true ~ so many of my own thoughts and emotions. “Hugs to you.”
I am so sorry JoAnn. I am so so very sorry.