My only son (left-handed) was shot in the head above his left eyebrow 9/30/2012. My son went to a girl house he knew to get his clothes. The girl (Charly) told police that they were playing with gun and my son shot himself. The oldest lie in history, to but the murder on the victim. The police walked away.

Here's one of my favorite pictures of Brandon...

Brandon also loved Michael Jackson and when Michael died we had a strange experience concerning him...I will tell you about it if you like, but its a long story ...we tried to play some of Michael's music for Brandon over the years since Michael died....but Michael WAS a genius and his music isn't easy to play...anyway, Brandon still loved it when we tried...and one other thing...I also lost my dear cousin in a motorcycle wreck when he was 20, and about a year or so later I was crying over him and listening to "Bridge over Troubled Waters" and I felt a hug like someone was sitting behind me and had their arms around me and I thought it was him..or God for him...and once saw his face flash on the TV screen during a Vietnam special of the troops overseas....I know these things could be just ME wanting them so much and imagining them...but they ALSO could be something ELSE....keep watching and listening....maybe Brandon and your son are somewhere making the most beautiful music ever heard....maybe we'll hear it one day....

Karen ...your son loved music...so did my son Brandon..Brandon was born a tiny preemie and had lots of issues such as cysts on his brain stem, and fluid on the brain..as a result he was very physically disabled, and could only use one hand and even then only slightly...even so, he did everything he could to respond to music...since he died, many unexplained things have given me peace about him...they haven't made me miss him or grieve for him one tiny bit less, but they have made me feel like HE is ok somewhere...

at least three times now, a song started playing all by itself..twice it was on a laptop computer, and once it was on Brandon's iPad...the first time it was days after he died and I was so shocked I don't remember what it was...the other two times the songs were ones he loved, or ones that seemed like him...one time a toy guitar went off in his room...but there was no guitar in there that made that sound...and three times lights have gone on for no apparent reason...twice it was a star light we hung over a manger last christmas...this is at our little mountain place we built years ago, where Brandon first came to live with us...the last time it was the wee morning hours of my birthday when I got up to use the bathroom and found the LED lights on in his bed....other things have happened too...we've been seeing and hearing animals and birds that are rarely seen around here, and last week for the first time in my life I saw a fire rainbow over our house....many of these things happened on special days like my birthday, or on Thursdays, the day he died [May2]...I don't know if its Brandon himself, or God FOR Brandon to reassure me...but that's just too many things to just all be a coincidence....so watch and listen...I don't ask for anything specific...actually I don't ask at all...but I'm always always looking and waiting...

wow, that is a powerful thought-provoking poem, thanks for posting it.

sending hugs