I used to love fall. But the riot of color in the trees no longer brings me the same pleasure it did just two years ago. I have no desire to pull my sweaters out of hibernation; no excitement over wearing my multitude of boots (and I own some super cute boots). The cooler days... Continue Reading →
Suicide is Not the Coolest Way to Die
I get it; you’re depressed. Okay, no I don’t. I admit, I’ve never felt that way. I’ve never been in that deep, dark pit, so far down you can’t even see the light, let alone convince yourself it still exists ... somewhere. I’ve never felt like everyone in the entire world was against me, that... Continue Reading →
Grief Gone Public
I recently read a blog post about a family who wrote an obituary calling out bullies. The obituary was for a teenager who had committed suicide. Here’s the post (which includes the obit) from a blog called For Every Mom: http://foreverymom.com/family-parenting/sadie-riggs-obituary-is-going-viral-and-we-all-need-to-read-it-to-our-kids/ I spotted it in my Facebook feed and I hovered, considered whether I wanted... Continue Reading →
When your kid commits suicide, you spend a lot of time wondering what if…
What if you’d left work early that day? What if you’d called/texted and asked him to walk the dog? What if you’d called/texted and asked if he picked his sister up from the bus stop? What if you’d called/texted and asked what he wanted for dinner? What if the dog had realized what was going... Continue Reading →
March Is Madness, But I’ll Be Okay…Eventually
It’s March. The worst month of the year. Which isn’t a fair assessment, generally speaking. March means spring, warm weather is coming. My dad’s birthday is in March; so is my husband’s and several other friends. St. Patrick’s Day. March Madness. Daylight Savings Time. And my son died on March 15th, last year. It’s weird.... Continue Reading →