I realized I was vulnerable when my first child was born.
I realized I was breakable the day I lost my son Charles to depression.
As Charles once wrote, “Life can crush your perfect world in under a second.” And while my life was far from perfect before he died, my world was completely shattered after.
What happened? I had a direction. I had a plan. No one marked the land mines or sent off warning flares.
I didn’t know what breakable was until it happened. I lost any shred of innocence and naiveté I had left. My fairy Godmother didn’t come … Read more...
