My son and I are very close and have mostly been living together over the years. He just moved to Florida to help out with Robert. No one expected Robert to take a dive the way he has though.
My son was taken by wife when we seperated, he was 14. After about 6 grueling months of his mother using him to get to me, he realized what she was doing.
When she abandoned him by moving out of state and then reporing him as a runnaway to cover her ass, he came to live with me. We have been co-habitating on and off ever since. He is a very good guy, but he does some very stupid things at times. This is a time when he has been nothing less then stupendous in his actions and I am very proud of the way he is handling things.
Robert made it through the night and it seems that the family down there are starting to come to grips with the realities that are going to occur shortly. I desperately need to be with there for my son during the funeral because that is when he is going to let all of the things he has been pushing down come up.
Funny, we are all going to go through similar to this and yet none of us seems to emotionally prepare for it.