My son died 9 years ago - he was 5 weeks old when he passed. I can relate to your friends. Here’s what you say and do - TALK ABOUT THEIR SON. Ask questions. Say his name. Do not be afraid to talk about him. It will hurt them. They will cry. BUT DO NOT FORGET THEIR SON.

I’m so sorry for your friends’ loss. My daughter died when she was five shortly after being diagnosed with a malignant brain tumor. It fucking sucks. Every person is different, but these are a few thoughts based on my own experience:

Ahhh, those were the days. For me that's still his finest goal. First touch, pullback, top of the net. Perfection.