When life brings us to our knees is it to remind us to pray?

On February 25th I lost my beautiful son. He chose that night to leave this world by hanging himself. Michael was 31 years old, a beautiful, educated, articulate, sensitive soul. I am starting this blog as a way to deal with my grief; maybe to talk to other parents who have lost children, young or old; talk to suicide survivors (those of us left here after someone take their own life). I really don't know what to expect. I'm sure the site will evolve as I go along.