When my son passed away in 1991 I lost all faith in God wondering why me why my son. I went into a deep depression but one day after a few years not knowing why I realized maybe God needed my son more than I did and he is in good hands. That is the only way I can survive the lost knowing that some-day we'll be together again . But it still hurts as if it happened yesterday I had lost all faith in God but now he is back in my life pushing me on day after day .