A Day of Remembering

It is World Suicide Prevention Day today and I feel obliged to write something deep and insightful to make my husband’s death mean something.

I can’t. Not even after nearly two and a half years. All I keep thinking is “Tell me it didn’t happen. Tell me it’s all a mistake.” I still don’t believe it’s true.

Because I don’t have anything significant to say, here’s the video I made about how it feels to be left behind. Maybe it’ll make a difference. Who knows …

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Embracing my midlife sexy while exploring modern love & relationships • Devoted to all things beautiful • Master of Arts in creative writing & non-fiction writing