When you lose a kid to suicide, it’s not just their absence that hits you. It’s the shock of how they left, the questions that haunt you.
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I tried to force my mind there, to picture what it would be like if Caleb were gone. Standing at the foot of the stairs, looking at the door to his room, I tried to feel what it would be like if my child were gone.
There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They…
In my last post, Wrestling with God’s Will After Losing a Child, I poured out my struggle to reconcile free will, God’s will, and the…
When my child died, the world stopped making sense and my heart shattered in ways words can barely touch. Maybe you’ve lost a child—perhaps even…
I’m tired. I’m tired of people driving others to the ledge of despair in the name of being better. When you push us to get…
Nothing is simple anymore. I have previously written how I cannot just simply buy gum. Seeing the gum display evokes memories of Caleb. Memories of…
The most destructive weapon ever used is Satan’s secret weapon of choice. Food. Nothing tastes as good as feeling great.
It seems it can’t be real, but I know it is. These words made me feel more seen than I have felt in a very…
