We lost our son the 13 of Oct. Since then we've had family and friends over supporting us.

I've not had a good night's sleep since then. I cry every day as I miss him very much. We were pretty close. When he was born I got to hold him even before my wife did while the dr and nurses cleaned him. I got to weigh him and put him in his little crib.
Went to the grave site today and to the spot where he died in the field. His friends put up a big cross with the emblem and key off his tractor on it. 

That was his work truck behind the cross.

Not sure I had a moment as I've had a lot of them I think. Last Monday was particularly rough. I could not and did not even get any work done that day. I went to the cross and sat for an hr or so and after that I went and played with his dog for at least 2 hrs if not longer. 

I've been working on this post for several hrs, sorry to bore y'all with it.