You are stronger than me

When you lose a child your life doesn't just change, you're shattered on the insdie, blown to bits, heartbroken. It takes a long time for those pieces to come back together again. I'm not looking for your pity it's better for me to talk than to keep everything all inside. I don't want you to think I'm selfish but can't you see how much I'm hurting? Sometimes I take out my baby's things, smell them, caress them, hug and kiss them and rock them until the tears stop falling. Please don't turn a blind eye to me. If you think it's too painful for you multiply that by infinity and you might have a vague idea of how much pain I'm in. I did not ask for this to happen. I do ask for your love and support. If you can't think of anything to say then just listen to me. Let me borrow your shoulder. Surely you are stronger than I am and you can help me by simply being there.