PinnedPublished inHuman PartsAshes, Ashes, EverywhereOn losing, and finding, my sonDec 15, 2020A response icon13Dec 15, 2020A response icon13
Published inHuman PartsLosing His Necklace Feels Like Losing My Son All Over AgainI lost my son to suicide. Now I’ve lost the necklace I got to remember him.Aug 2, 2022A response icon10Aug 2, 2022A response icon10
Published inThe MemoiristI Bought a $300 Plane Ticket for A CatOur cats are a drain on our finances, but I love them anyway.Jul 31, 2022A response icon6Jul 31, 2022A response icon6
Published inILLUMINATIONMy Friend Helped Me Survive the Death of My Son; Then She Died Too“After someone dies” doesn’t mean “completely absent from your life.”Apr 15, 2021A response icon26Apr 15, 2021A response icon26
The Futility — and Hope — of Magical ThinkingCanceling the holidays is an act of hope, not fear.Nov 29, 2020A response icon1Nov 29, 2020A response icon1
Leave the House; Keep the MemoriesDo houses remember us after we move out of them?Sep 20, 2020A response icon4Sep 20, 2020A response icon4
Don’t Remember How They Died; Remember How They LivedWhen someone dies, we must never forget that there is more to their story than the manner of their death. I forgot that. But I remember…May 2, 2020A response icon7May 2, 2020A response icon7
We’re All Sailors on the Sea of GriefGrief is a natural reaction that we all experience. It is not a competition.Apr 23, 2020A response icon1Apr 23, 2020A response icon1
I Lost My Son; I Wanted My GrandmotherMy grandmother had a special relationship with my Ben… In the deepest well of grief, they are there togetherMar 20, 2020A response icon3Mar 20, 2020A response icon3
Published inHuman PartsMy Son Died by Suicide, and I Don’t Know WhyDon’t focus on ‘why.’ Focus on why he didn’t ask for help.Jan 1, 2020A response icon60Jan 1, 2020A response icon60
