“Why are the photographs of him as a little boy so incredibly hard to look at? Something is over. Now instead of those shiny moments being things we can share together in delighted memories, I, the survivor, have to bear them alone. So it is with all the memories of him. They all lead into blackness. All I can do is remember him; I cannot experience him. Nothing new can happen between us.”
Nicholas Wolterstorff, Lament for a Son
~Becky
© 2017 Rebecca R. Carney
Grief: One Woman's Perspective 
Such a beautiful son. I totally understand your post. Hugs.
I totally understand. I have such a hard time looking at pictures too.
He’s so beautiful. I understand your pain- I’m in pain all the time myself.
I feel for you so very much. I lost my daughter in November 2010, the pain is always there but I’m finding ways to cope with it 6 years after.