I don't even know how to begin this...my head is still spinning. Yesterday morning, my perfect little man passed away in his sleep. His little heart and body just couldn't take being so sick. He fought as hard as he could and was just too tired. I pray more than anything in the world that he's in Gods arms now, no longer suffering. Waiting for the day that I'll see him again. My heart is absolutely broken. I'M broken. How am I supposed to keep going when he isn't here with me? His life had just begun and now he's gone. I don't know what to do or say or how to cope with any of this. I just want to scream and cry more than I already have, but it won't bring him back... Now I have to try and plan a funeral for my own child while I'm grieving. I can't even afford it, the burial that he deserves. He shouldn't even be HAVING one, he should still be with me, but he's not. And I can't even properly lay him to rest. Please, pray that he's happy now. That he's not hurting. And that I'll get through this somehow. If anyone can talk...or just offer any words of comfort, please message me. I just need...PEOPLE right now. If I don't answer right away, I'm sorry. I'm just trying to understand this. I guess the Lord just wanted him close far sooner than I was ready to let him go.