How I wish no one else would become a survivor of suicide loss. One suicide is one too many, and the pain it leaves behind ripples deep and wide and stays for years and years.
Tag: grief
I left the funeral with a heart filled with grief and a head filled with the enormous, urgent task of calling on all of us – parents, guardians, adults, humans of the world – to take care of the children…
Please don’t get me wrong. I am grateful for the many good things that have come with expat family living and with being globally mobile. […] Read More
Not So Much Your Death, But More So Your Life (An apology to a friend in Heaven) I hug my son, tuck him into […] Read More
I didn’t know Lorraine personally. I only knew of her through Facebook. She was a very close friend of my cousins in California. When my […] Read More