I am sorry to hear that, keep your family close for strength. It will help you thru this. I know how you feel, I lost my wife the day after Thanksgiving
Huntington's Disease is an inherited, progressively degenerative brain disorder which results in the loss of both mental capabilty and physical control. It can ravage the body fo up to 25 years. In my sons case it was 10. Every child born to a parent with HD has a 50/50 chance of inheriting the disorder. There is NO cure or treatment at this time.
So sorry to hear of your loss. I cant begin to imagine how you must feel. Your family is in my thoughts.
I can't even begin to imagine the loss you are feeling. Truly, my heart goes out to you and may God help you get through this most awful time in your life.
Totally sorry to hear that. Sounds pretty awesome you could call your son your best friend. That right there is something truly special.
My condolences. You will always be linked and he will not be far away in your heart and soul. My thoughts go out to you and your family! God Bless
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Oldmanolds, I am so sorry to hear of your loss. I am lifting prayers to God for your son, for you, and for your family. It seems that God blessed you with a fantastic relationship and a ton of good memories. May God bless you and yours. Thor
....so, so sorry for your loss. Great to hear that you had such a stellar relationship, doesn't always work out that way. Many deep prayers to you and yours m'friend. Ed
So sorry to hear about your loss. I'm sure your son is up there, smiling down and saying "don't grieve for me dad, just remember the good times we had". Do not stand at my grave and forever weep. I am not there; I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the diamond glints on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumns rain. When you awaken in the mornings hush I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and forever cry. I am not there. I did not die.
Don't know what else to say that hasn't been said already. Prayers of healing for you and all his family and friends.
I close my eyes and see the past But time with you went much too fast, The way your arms would reach for me, And how your childhood used to be. You are my precious, loving son, But Heaven must have needed one. For angels came and took your hand And led you to Gods promised land. I often long to see your face, And none will ever take your place. I also know youre in Gods care, And I will someday join you there. And on that day we meet again, Ill hear you laugh and see you grin. I close my eyes and I can see -- A loving son who waits for me. © Larry Howland
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