MISSINGROSIE said:I agree. If I could undo.....my brain feels like a record with a scratch... keeps returning to the same place.. Tomorrow is the visitation and Friday the church ...I don't do visitations ...but I am looking forward to sitting in that quiet country church wher he grew up and being with all the people who knew him before me... I want to tell his mom how special he was and how he will never be forgotten ..what a wonderful boy she raised. I pray I can get through it ..he would tell me how exasperated his mom would get because he spent Christmas Eve with us.. it was not me..nor the family..it was THE PASTA AND GARLICKY MUSSELS...the struffoli and the antipasta.. he was thin but ate like he was eating for four!