Sorry for the strong word, but nothing sums it up like that. I won't give details, I need to pray and get over it. It's been 10 years for me, and it still sucks. Not the heartache kind of losing your husband and best friend. The heartache kind of "Where is your son's Father when he needs him?". I can handle my own heartache, but not my sons.
Enough said....I better pray.
For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all.