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Some things I've learned as a mom...

My son passed away Nov. 15, 2011 at the age of 24. It was an accident and has been devastating for everyone who knew him. Since then, I have had to deal with insurance companies, employers and facebook.

1. No matter how old your kids are, if they have any type of life insurance policy and are not married or have kids, make sure they name someone as beneficiary. Even if it isn't you. It's not about the money for us, but trying to get things over with and done, so that we can start healing and get past the "accident" part of things... Paper work, back and forth, notary, overnight mailing and then more back and forth.

2. If your adult child isn't married or have children, they should have one of their parents or siblings (someone they trust) on their banking accounts.

3. Once facebook finds out that your son is deceased, they will memorialize their facebook page. Facebook was our only contact form for a lot of Geoff's friends around the world, once the page was memorialized, we no longer have any control of accepting friends, and posting messages, changing pictures and people can no longer find Geoff in a search. I know this seems silly, but it was almost like a slap in the face to lose that little bit of control over a little part of Geoff's life.

I just can't imagine...

Before the accident, when I read or heard about someone else's child dying suddenly from an accident, illness, overdose, suicide or war, I couldn't even begin to imagine the pain those parents were feeling or the sadness and grieving they were going through. Honestly, you can't imagine... your brain just can't go there. In your wildest imagination, such a loss is so overwhelming it just doesn't compute.

4 weeks ago today and I still can't comprehend or imagine. How can I have a son every day for 9104 days, 18 hours, 12 minutes and the very next sweep of the second hand, he's gone?


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