Over a year after my son’s suicide, I no longer hate being alive

Share via: Facebook Twitter LinkedIn Email More by Christine Dudek There’s something about the light piercing through the clouds at 30,000 feet when I’m lucky enough to get a window seat. It looks like every picture of heaven I’ve ever imagined since I was a little kid and so it makes me feel closer to … Continue reading Over a year after my son’s suicide, I no longer hate being alive