This has been the worst 2 years of my life, my granddaughter was born sleeping at 6 months in 2017, then my son passed away 2018 aged 31 💔💔.
He disowned me 7 years ago then got a lung disease 4 years ago, the medical profession couldn’t give it a name whatever it was was quite rare, I tried so hard to get him to talk to me but he left it too late and now I’m stuck with what ifs.
I feel so guilty for some of the things I bartered with god for, because it came true and I don’t know how to move on from it, it’s the not knowing that’s the worst, why he wanted nothing to do with me.