This broke my heart. Because no parent should lose a child. My brother died last August, and my mom constantly says "how am I meant to live now? How am I meant to move forward?"

I did not lose a child. I lost a brother. And that pain, that lingering hollowness that follows you as though you lost a limb, is debilitating. I was so angry at the world, and I still am, that parents lose children.

I have no wise words. I have what I've learned from losing my brother. They are physically gone. What they have left you with is love and memories. You know you gave him a happy life. You know you were the best mom you could be. And you made his life a happy one.

I am so incredibly sorry. I wish I could make it better for mothers who have lost children.

"While you're here, you are alive."