Are there any parents out there who have sons/daughters who have died of this horrible disease?
Christmas of '94 my older son told us he had hiv (he couldn't say aids.) I told him to move home immediately.
He was home for 8 months and then had to go into the community health center. Private nursing homes wouldn't take aids patients at that time.
He didn't want me to tell anyone about his illness. I told one friend whom I thought was a good friend, and she stopped seeing me.
One day my son was talking to me about what he'd want me to do after he died and he told me not to have a funeral because no one would come. I'll always remember those words. I cry whenever I think about it. It's so sad.
I eventually did tell everyone about his disease and when he died we received beautiful letters from his high school and college friends. He would have been very proud. He just didn't know how highly people regarded him when he was alive. It was too late, but it eased the pain a bit.
He died at the age of 32, in '96. What a loss.
My younger son shares a home with me. I divorced in '03.
I had cancer but the disease I want to see done away with is aids. It strikes such young, vital men and women.
I don't care about my disease. I want the young ones to have a chance.
I find it difficult to believe in god, but I will say to all of you "god bless you."
flying solo