What Five Things Challenge You The Most After Losing A Child? They all have to do with our five senses.

Seeing pictures challenge you after losing a child.

Five things challenge me the most after losing my child. Someone murdered my son when he was nineteen years old. Whenever I see a picture of my son, it stirs up many feelings in me, and it usually makes me cry. I cherish my memories, and I don’t want to stop thinking about him, but sometimes the pain is unbearable.

On my first Mother’s Day without my son, I put every photo I ever took of Luke in frames and hung them all over my walls. I cried so hard that I dripped tears all over the pictures.

I loved to watch Luke play with his cat, Kayley. That was always entertaining, and I have many photos of the two of them. Luke usually swung a string just out of her reach, and the cat would jump up trying to grab the string. Just as she put her paws on it, Luke pulled it away.

We spent hours making videos of him playing with his cat or making jokes. He was always laughing, and he liked to make everyone around him laugh too. He didn’t want anyone to feel sad.

After my son died, his cat got sick and died too. That was painful. I felt so empty. She was the one who kept me company, and I know she missed Luke also. When I look at the photos of them, I wish I could be with them. They are lucky that they are together, but they left me behind. So, I cry harder.

I wish I could go back in time and walk into the living room and see him watching tv or in the kitchen standing at the stove cooking a meal for me.

Tasting particular food may cause pain too.

Luke loved to cook. He made fried potatoes and raided my spice cupboard every time, experimenting with different flavors. My mouth was always on fire after eating them. He usually made me a virgin strawberry daiquiri with a banana in it to wash down the spices. When I eat food that tastes like the food Luke cooked for me, it triggers my emotions.

We found a recipe for Chili’s salsa, and Luke perfected the recipe to his liking. He usually had me buy him the ingredients so he could make it at least once a week. Every time I eat salsa, now that he is gone, I cry. It’s just one of the many things that I associate with belonging to my son.

It’s tough going to his favorite restaurants. Sometimes I order the food that he used to order so that I can feel close to him. I know he is with me in spirit, but I want to see him so bad that I will do anything to feel close to him.

Touching specific clothing challenges you after losing a child.

When I see an article of clothing that he used to wear, I remember all of the times I held him in my arms when he was wearing them. Luke always wore hoodies, even in the summer, and the cotton feel of them makes me cry. Sometimes I feel like his hoodie screams out to me to put it on, so I do.

Hearing your child’s voice is very painful.

Anytime I watch a video and hear his voice, it traumatizes me. But I can’t stop myself from listening to him because I miss him so bad. Everyone has a unique voice, and they say specific phrases that always make you think of them.

Luke always said the words “fair enough” to me after I said something to which he disagreed. That was his way of saying that I am entitled to my opinion.

Smelling certain things challenge you after losing a child.

I know my most problematic of the five sense triggers are smell, which brings out the worst in me. My son always wore Old Spice Aqua Reef scented deodorant. I still have it in my drawer. Whenever I miss Luke terribly, I get it out and smell it.

It takes me back in time, and if I close my eyes, I feel him there with me. I cry so hard that it makes me fall to my knees, but it is still better than the loss I feel since he is not here.

If I could talk to my son, what would I say?

Dear Luke,  I LOVE YOU AND MISS YOU SO MUCH!!! Even though it is unbearably painful, I love spending a little time with you. I hear your voice in my mind and videos, and I see your face in my dreams and pictures.

I will always choose the pain if it means I get to be with you again! When I allow myself to suffer by smelling your deodorant and accept that you are no longer on this earth, I allow myself to be with you through my memories, and this enables me to heal.

I remember how you loved everyone around you and always tried to make everyone smile with the jokes you told and the kindness you gave. I can’t escape the pain by choosing not to remember you, or I will deprive myself of every memory of you, from your first breath to your last heartbeat. So, I CHOOSE THE PAIN SO THAT I CAN KEEP YOU WITH ME, Luke Yuzwa until we meet again!!!!!!!

Which sense triggers you the most after losing your child?

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