You may not feel it now, but it will hit you.
The day the state trooper informed me of my son's suicide I was shocked, I had just seen my son the night before. The next week with arranging the funeral and stuff with my ex-wife and delivering his Eulogy at his funeral service I was numb and in disbelief. After the funeral service I collapsed and went with my son's friends to have a Fairwell dinner at my son's favorite restaurant where everyone shared stories about my son with me. The next day I woke up and the anger and grief hit me like a 100 mile an hour freight train, then I stayed pissed off and angry for 3 years until I sought grief counseling and PTSD counseling from my military service as well.
