I lost my 9 year old son, the youngest of my four kids, 18 years ago. Writing through my raw grief really helped me. I have rediscovered my diary after five years. I decided to join this group. People grieving need to be surrounded with those that are grieving, too. I am here to offer support. Hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving, despite the “empty chairs”. Big hugs to all of you. I have to jump in the shower now and head to the salt mine. Thank goodness it is Friday!