Samuel Spott’s heart— #griefheart number 272

by Donnia Spott

Billy and I are in our second year since our son, Sammy Spott, died by suicide. Like last Christmas, we chose to have an early and small gathering with our other two children and then left town.

Last year, we hiked and camped in the Grayson Highlands and barely saw another soul on Christmas Day. Today, we hiked again, to the Sand Cave and White Rocks in Ewing, VA. I saw so many heart shaped rocks on the trail and left them all where they lay.

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Warm heart— #griefheart number 251

Charles had a warm heart. And apple pie reminds me of that. It reminded me of how he was there for others. It’s like after he died, I found out all these new things about him I didn’t know before.

Story after story of how he reached out and knew just what to say to those suffering from depression and to those contemplating suicide. So ironic.

Those final tweets

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