I've never lost a child, Jason, so I don't think there's any way I can comprehend what you're going through right now. But I'll share with you what someone told me when my mate died in 1983 and I felt like the world had collapsed around me. It's like we're all travelling on a gigantic subway system. Sometimes the cars stop, and people get off, and we watch them as our car departs back into the tunnel. If we're lucky, we look out the window and we see another subway, travelling a parallel track to our own, and there, if only for a moment or two, are the people we saw get off. We can smile and wave to each other, but only for a second, but those few moments become more valuable than anything we could possibly imagine. Your son's journey hasn't ended, Jason. He just transfered to another train. So on occasion, when the world feels like %$#*, just look out the window, and trust me, you'll see him.