by Jeanette Robius
As I’ve said to Anne Moss on many occasions, I just don’t know where to start. The tears immediately begin to well up and stream down my face as I contemplate writing this on this bleak and cold Sunday morning.
Last Saturday, March 3, 2018, was 5 long years since losing my youngest son, Garrett, to suicide. I can still see that day so clearly in mind when I received the news. NOTHING could have been more out of the blue or knocked me any harder.
Garrett was the younger of my two sons. He and his … Read more...