And yes I get this question a lot. And no, I can’t. I won’t.
I won’t sugar coat my story. I won’t lie for the sake of saving you tears. I won’t avoid the subject of my son and his suicide.
Most importantly, I won’t leave you without hope.
Many times when he struggled and we struggled, I felt my hope waver. We were desperately in debt and resources for help were slim. But I clung to hope with all my might–never letting that pilot light to go out.
While my son died by suicide, I still have hope. Hope for others. And the passion to push for change so that others don’t find themselves in this club.
Where did I find it? In myself. In my friends and family. In my higher power. In my #griefheart project.
Of all the things I can’t let die, it’s hope. There are not many things within my control. But holding onto hope is.
It’s within your power, too.
Thank you for the reassurance that I can still offer hope to everyone out there still struggling daily. Sometimes I wonder why anyone would want to hear from me, be comforted by me, be encouraged by me, when my son lost his battle with addiction. What can I offer? But- I can still offer hope to all that are still in this battle and I can fight by educating everyone that no one is safe from this battle.
Thank you so much for offering your comment. So good to hear from others in the club no one wants to be in. I feel the same way so often. Why does anyone want to tune in? Because we can see things from another angle. Thank you for keeping hope alive.