[GeorgiaMa'am]

I'm sad and tired. Our little extended family is smaller by one, again. My boy's boyfriend, David, passed away a week ago. He literally died in my boy's arms. I wasn't there, but my boy said that he and David had just had a lovely day together - they played, watched TV and had a big steak dinner - and everything seemed fine. Then awhile after dinner, David started feeling dizzy and nauseated, and agreed to go to the hospital. They never made it to the car. He was already gone by the time the ambulance arrived.

Now my boy is a basket case. He has gone back to work, but only for half days to do the accounting, and no customer contact. Otherwise he alternates sleeping, crying, and drinking beer while watching TV game shows. His grief is deep - he was still grieving from when we lost Dixon in April, and now his dear boyfriend of 20 years is gone.

I'm just trying to hold us together. I am still grieving for Dixon too, and also now David. My boy is inconsolable. I'm trying to convince him to see a grief counselor or a therapist. There's too much death around here.