On February 4th my son was hit by a car while riding very fast down a hill with no helmet and he received a traumatic brain injury and a broken left femur. His brain surgeon prepared me as I travel to California to be with him that he most likely would not be alive when I arrived. He turned 21 just days after he woke from the two-week coma. Miracles happened and he appeared to make a full recovery until they put his skull cap back in a month ago. He married the girl who stood by his side. I stayed with him and California for almost 3 months with him and my blind husband. Long story short, we had his wedding reception yesterday and he clearly does not want anything to do with any of his family. I even shaved my head bald for him when he had his accident . He is my baby boy and my heart is absolutely ripped out right now. I realized last night that I lived for my children and I feel like I'm very mentally unstable over the loss of my son as he was before.