I lost my son 45 days ago. He fell from a 3 story balcony. He was 24 years old and he was my whole world. He was the most kindest person that you would ever want to me. I have cried for 45 days Every day I wake up and I start crying. My heart hurt more than ever in my life. When I go to bed at night I asked God to please let him come to me in my dreams just to say I love you mom one more time. Please somebody tell me when it starts to ease a little.