Thanks River. It does get easier over time - then again it never does.
I used to be a hard ass selfish punk when I was younger. When my oldest was born I suddenly had feelings for others and could empathize. It was very weird but needed. Now, after his death, I break down whenever I hear stories like this - even total strangers. I have a difficult time when we lose people at work too.
I am a mess; but I wouldn't trade it for anything. I credit my son for changing me into a human.
