Sad sack heart – #griefheart number 119


Bag label

This is the brown bag that contains the clothing Charles was wearing when he died by suicide. What do you do with something like this? I still don’t know.

So I just leave them in a bag in a box in the closet. I do take the bag out and hug it every once in a while. I also hug his backpack on tough days. His scent is no longer there which is heartbreaking. I wish there had been a way to capture his scent.

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Anne Moss Rogers

I am the mother of two boys and the owner of emotionally naked, a site that reached a quarter million people in its first 18 months. I am a writer and professional public speaker on the topics of suicide, addiction, mental illness, and grief and currently working on getting a book published. I lost my youngest son, Charles, 20, to suicide June 5, 2015. 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.

3 thoughts on “Sad sack heart – #griefheart number 119”

  1. My daughter-in-law made a quilt out of all of the clothes we had stored in the attic each time he went to rehab. I still search for his scent in every piece, even after 2 years 3 months.

    1. I made a quilt out of Dawson’s T shirts but also still have his white box of torn up clothes ( from 1st responders) from city of Richmond. & ps I think the quilt still smells like him & I cherish it

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