We Both Lost Our Spouses To Tragedies, But Grief Brought Us Together

“After my wife’s death, I got so many cards, letters, texts. But this one stopped me cold. The name brought a story so heavy, so dark, it was hard to believe she actually lived it. Knowing her story, you’d expect this sad, fearful person. It didn’t take me long to realize she was anything but. She was a beautiful girl with beautiful scars. And, suddenly, I wasn’t alone. The connection was effortless, natural, and deep. She gave me hope.”

‘How did I not see the signs? We made it to the children’s psych ward. I wanted to kiss the boo boos away, but I couldn’t.’: In the wake of 12-year-old daughter’s ‘suicide plan,’ mom says we can’t be ‘the perfect parent’ no matter how hard we try

“The doctor comes in. ‘Can I speak with you in private?’ I feel on the verge of a panic attack, but I simply smile and follow her to the nurse’s station. ‘So, what do you feel is going on?’ I explain the events of the phone call from school. She says, ‘We have no choice but to admit your daughter. She has a clear plan to commit suicide.’ My stomach is in knots.”

‘Every evening, I see the same tired woman waiting to cross the street with her 4 kids. She holds onto the ones she can, and they hold onto the ones she can’t. I’m fascinated by this woman and her tribe.’

“Even though I need to get myself home to my own four babes, often I’ll wait, not pulling out of the parking lot until they’ve safely made it across. If I didn’t, I would lay in bed at night and worry: Had they made it? Were they still waiting? Were they safe?”

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