March 23, 2001, my 26 year old son died from a complication from a prescription he had been given a week prior. Now, on October 12, my daughter died at age 43 after a 4 year battle with Vasculitis. My world feels so empty and to think I'll never hear the word "mom" again is overwhelming. I thank God for a loving and supportive husband but the void in my life is so unbearable. Having traveled this journey through grief before, I know it takes time but the frustration of dealing with people who have never lost a child much less 2, just don't understand. Family, particularly, are the most difficult for me. It's not something we will ever "get over."