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 … Read more...
It’s letters like these that make my life worth living since Charles’ suicide. Warning. It will make you cry. A good cry. It is so thoughtful and well written. If the author is out there, thank you. This truly defines my purpose. I have removed identifying information to protect the sender’s identity.
I have tried writing to you many times, but have felt like it may be inappropriate for me to reach out to you because I had so little interaction with Charles, but I’ve been keeping up with your blog and after reading about how Charles was … Read more...