So for those that don't know, my son took his own life last month. I raised him by myself for almost 13 of his 15 1/2 years. He was my son, by best friend, and the meaning of life for me. There was no note, mo reason, he always seemed happy. He was the person that helped me with pictures, i would always ask him about his ideas for colors, effects, we spoke for hours about made up creatures, that were half animal and half human, and i have a whole series of those on here, and many more to do. We would talk and laugh for hours about those. He was good at digital art and did a few pictures himself, but he was much more a musician, He could play guitar, bass, keyboards, Violin, He sang in school choir for 4 years. He was wanting to get a mandolin so he could "play Battle of Evermore" on the right instrument. I feel completely lost and that the meaning of life has been ripped away. We took donations and the school has set up a Suicide Prevention fund in his name at the school, so that hopefully no one else will have to go through what i am, even if it only helps one person. Someone mentioned it may go to a national fund, which i have to talk to them about. If so we are going to set it up as a Arts and Music scholarship in his name instead. I want it to stay at his school. Would really like to do both, but we only got so much money. If anyone would like to donate to it, just let me know. ~ "Staring down a long empty hall Pictures on walls All with your name But it's not the same Searching for the chord I can't hear Been searching for years It's somewhere inside But it's well disguised" If I Go Away - Savatage ... we both loved this band very much.