We lost our son Scott almost 2 years ago. He was 29 years old. It was a car accident. He was our baby and we will always miss him. Scott is forever etched in my memory and my soul. He had a lot of struggles in his life. Lots of anxiety and fears He overcame so much and was finally in a pretty good place and then he was taken. Why I ask myself. Did he finish his work on earth. I don't believe so. He was never an easy child to raise and a lot of blood sweat and tears went into bringing him up. We were always there for him and he knew it. He always told his friends that we were good parents. I long for him. The pain is so deep it physically hurts. Will that ever dissipate?