Surviving the loss of a child is a horror that no parent should have to face. Sadly, it happens every day. I faced this horror on June 30, 2002 when my son was killed in a car accident at the very young age of nineteen. Life was over, as I knew it. In my darkest hours, I would focus on my husband and two beautiful daughters. I could not bear to lose them too. I was determined to survive and keep my family whole. As I embarked on the road to recovery I ventured back out into the world and crossed paths with many old and new friends. Continually they would comment on how good I looked but if the same tragedy had happened to them, they would not be able to do it. They would ask, "How do you do it?" Each time feelings of anger would rise up inside me. Did they think that I did not love my son enough? Did I look too good? I decided to channel my anger and use it to write this book. "My Ordinary Son" discloses my journey of "how I did it".