~the shock of suicide loss-the new turns numb and the silence within is no longer unknown~
On that first day, in the surrounding moments of finding him–there was this inexplicable inability to comprehend. I called to him, I saw him, I touched him– There was an immediate overwhelming sensation of emotions–and then everything started to go numb. Continue reading
~day one of suicide loss-the day dawns with beautiful flowers and every moment comes anew~
Seven months and twenty-one days ago my morning quickly morphed into a whirlwind of shock and chaos, despondency and disbelief….and numbness-just numbness. In a matter of an hour I became a widow, my child lost a father, and we both experienced a loss as a result of suicide. Continue reading
The Muse of Wildflowers 