April 1st will mark six months since my son passed away. As I approach this date it is hard to imagine it has been half of a year. I have a lot of emotions about this. One thing I know for sure is that I am forever changed. The loss of my son has changed me in profound ways. As I move through the shock and try to make sense of what has happened, I realize I am never going to be the same. As I move through the process of trying to accept this loss I realize that I have a new relationship with God. It is almost as if my son has made a formal introduction, “Mom, this is God. God, this is my mom.” I was already acquainted with Him. But this is a new type of relationship. I feel as if I have have had a peek behind the curtain. The experience of losing a child has been a stripping away of everything that I thought life was about. Life was something that happened in the...