Well, when we move to India, we will not be leaving my son, Mike, behind. Mike died December 14th of a drug overdose. We know that his death freed his physical life from a force he was helpless against, but fought so hard to overcome. But, as his mother, I am still working through how even that is OK. We miss him so terribly. I am working at accepting that he is really dead. At the moment, I am trying to be consoled that his spirit will always be present. But, I even struggle with that. I'll put a picture of him in the blog. My baby.
