Bubble wrapped heart – #griefheart number 88

Bubble wrapped heart
Bubble wrapped heart

When your first child is born, you realize all of a sudden how vulnerable you are. This new little being has your heart at hello and your instincts to protect kick right in. Sometimes they are so strong you want to wrap your children up put them in a protective bubble so they don’t get hurt. When they suffer, you suffer, too.

But hurt is part of life. And for some kids, life is too harsh and they decide to take a early exit also known as suicide. When they die, a part of our heart dies with them. The grief that follows is all about redefining our lives after they are gone.

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Anne Moss Rogers

I am an emotionally naked TEDx speaker, and author of the Book, Diary of a Broken Mind. I raised two boys, Richard and Charles, and lost my youngest son, Charles to substance use disorder and suicide June 5, 2015. I help people foster a culture of connection to prevent suicide, reduce substance misuse and find life after loss. My motivational, training and workshop topics include suicide prevention, addiction, mental illness, and grief. As talented and funny as Charles was, letting other people know they matter was his greatest gift. And now the legacy I try and carry forward in my son's memory. Professional Speaker Website. Trained in ASIST and trainer for the evidence-based 4-hour training for everyone called safeTALK.

2 thoughts on “Bubble wrapped heart – #griefheart number 88”

  1. Anne, you are so right about how life hurts. And it doesn’t necessarily hurt less as we grow older; hopefully we learn coping skills to help us handle the pain and/or rejection. Wish our kids could have hung on until they had gained this knowledge!

  2. I do wish we could bubble wrap each and every young person who suffers from mental illness AM or hug their hurt away. I wish each one of them a glimmer of hope to stay another day.

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