Jason David Carney

7/29/82 – 3/3/02


I miss you, my precious boy, more than words could ever say this Christmas Day and every day.

© 2018 Rebecca R. Carney

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About Rebecca Carney - One Woman's Perspective

My name is Becky Carney. My husband, Joe, and I have been married for 44 years. We have two living children, Eric (41) and Jenna (36). We lost a baby in utero at 19 weeks in 1987. In 2002, our middle son, Jason (19), and his best friend, Alina (20), were broadsided by a drunk driver who was going at least twice the speed limit. They both died instantly. This blog is written from my perspective as a bereaved parent. I don't claim to know what it's like to walk in anyone else's shoes. Each situation is different; each person is different. Everyone handles grief differently. But if I can create any degree of understanding of what it's like to be a parent who has lost a child, then I have succeeded in my reason for writing this blog.

6 thoughts on “Christmas

  1. Understanding the sadness you feel on Christmas and every holiday. My son Eddie passed away Dec. 22, 2013. This five year anniversary brought back some of the terrible waves of sorrow . . . My good boy is missed every day. I pray each day that God will hold him and give him peace.

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