Lobster heart— #griefheart number 236

Lobster heart

Charles loved lobster and one of his favorite restaurants was Red Lobster. It wasn’t until he was a teenager that he came to appreciate it. Both of us were a little freaked out that we’d see the live crustaceans at the entrance that would soon be someone’s dinner.

He didn’t

read more

Heart of a winner— #griefheart number 235

Heart of a winner

One of the many joys of my advocacy work is connecting with the teens. This is Alex. She is a warrior for the cause of youth mental health and suicide prevention. And she is the Beacon Tree Foundation Jr. Ambassador of Hope Award winner for 2017.

What is the #griefheart project?

I explain my #griefheart project here.

See all #<a

read more

Cheese Whiz heart— #griefheart number 234

Cheese Whiz heart

Hearts are everywhere. Even in the Cheese Whiz.

Charles loved cheese. Cheese sticks, cheese squares, cheese sandwiches, cheese quesadillas, Cheese-its, and Cheese Whiz–which he’d squirt directly into his mouth. I never bought Cheese Whiz by the way. But once he was 16, I could not prevent

read more

Into the light heart— #griefheart number 233

Into the light heart

Two teens at the beach. Two teens touched by the story of Charles. Two teens on spring break send me this heart. How sweet is that?

Thank you Sam and Alex. Thank you for taking mental illness and suicide prevention out of the shadows and into the light.

What is the #griefheart project?

I explain my #griefheart project here.

See all

read more

Sweaty heart— #griefheart number 232

Sweaty heart

This one reminded me of Charles because he always made me laugh and I think this one is funny as hell. It’s right where the heart is which makes it that much more hilarious. It was fun having a built-in comedian in the family and I really miss that.

I have to wonder what my friend Laurie told

read more

Trashed heart— #griefheart number 230

trashed heart
Trashed heart

Sometimes it feels like my heart is in a dumpster.

Crumpled, disposed, smashed, beaten up, ugly, dirty and stepped on. In short, trashed pretty much sums it up some days since I lost Charles to suicide. Fortunately, not all days are this bad.

What is the #griefheart project?

I explain my #griefheart project here.

See all #<a href="https://www.pinterest.com/annemosscom/griefheart/

read more

Heart of love— #griefheart number 228

heart of love
Heart of love

I’m walking the dog today and I see this on the sidewalk. I wonder about the story behind it. It’s not new but I walk over it every day and never saw it before. How could I have missed it? Especially something so fit for this project.

It represents the love I still have for Charles even

read more

Celery heart— #griefheart number 227

celery hearts
Celery heart

Charles loved wings at Buffalo Wild Wings. Hated the celery that came with them. Hated just about any vegetable and made fun of me for liking celery.

I remember when someone told me that if Charles had a better diet it might help with his depression. I definitely agree. Despite raising him with the

read more

Apple of my eye heart— #griefheart number 226

Apple of my eye
Apple of my eye

Charles was my cherished youngest child. The baby of the family and the apple of my eye.

The grief that is now part of my life after losing my child to suicide, is something I am learning to live with. It represents the love I have for the child I lost.

What is the #griefheart project?

I explain my #griefheart project here.

See all

read more

Love of junk food— #griefheart number 225

love of junk food
Love of junk food

No one had a worse diet than Charles. He was not raised that way and I refused to buy it. Charles would find it at someone else’s house.

His favorite was candy, of course. But chips and anything that was processed was a-OK. Donuts, Doritos, Cheetos, Funyuns, Chex Mix etc. He even wrote

read more