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Discussion
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In February, we lost our 10 year old son to SUDC. Like SIDS but for older children. He was perfect, healthy, beautiful. I am still trying to process. But something is bothering me at the back of my mind. When he was born I was scared I wasn’t going to get to keep him. I said it often. I put it down to undiagnosed PPD, but none of the other neurosis came with it. That feeling never went away. I would check on him every night, put my hand on his chest to make sure he was breathing. I had no reason to think he wouldn’t be, other than this feeling in my soul that I wasn’t going to get to keep him. In our grief, my husband said maybe because of the soul tie we have, I was imparted with this knowledge in attempt to prepare me for the day he left. Is that a thing? I’m just trying to make sense of the senseless.
