Bereaved Parents, July is Our Month

The weight of the grief at first was so unbearable, I was sure i couldn’t survive. I never knew emotional pain inspired so much physical hurt. And this statue expresses that so well. Grief, like love, inspires beautiful and meaningful art.

It hurts all year, some months more than others, but July is our month of acknowledgement and our opportunity to educate.

I’m going to post here a few of the hundreds of grief posts from this site. I literally wrote my way through the grief process and still do. I will be doing things throughout the month in honor of the children we lost. It’s my hope we can help others to understand what helpful and what’s not.

5 things to help you find hope after tragedy

How can I love a dead child?

The loss of a child rewrites your address book

Evolution of my grief after Charles’ suicide

Did my child die because I lacked faith?

The tree before and after

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Anne Moss Rogers

I am an emotionally naked mental health speaker, and author of the Book, Diary of a Broken Mind and co-author with Kim O'Brien PhD, LICSW of Emotionally Naked: A Teacher's Guide to Preventing Suicide and Recognizing Students at Risk. I raised two boys, Richard and Charles, and lost my younger son, Charles to addiction and suicide on June 5, 2015. I help people foster a culture of connection to prevent suicide, reduce substance misuse and find life after loss. My motivational mental health keynotes, training and workshop topics include suicide prevention, addiction, mental illness, anxiety, coping strategies/resilience, 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. Mental Health Speakers Website. Trained in ASIST and trainer for the evidence-based 4-hour training for everyone called safeTALK.

2 thoughts on “Bereaved Parents, July is Our Month”

  1. I am also a mother of two boys I lost my youngest at the age of 30 on September 8, 2017. It’s a day that none of us want to see coming. Remember that day so well clear blue sky‘s not a care in the world. As I entered my house I knew something wasn’t right . Next thing I know I’m getting a call from my brother was about my son a Adam. But I know now he was out in the house along with and that was the day you got a chosen for my sweet angel to join his Savior in heaven .

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