I have to tell you about this exceptional young man I have gotten to know. He actually started out as a trollish kind of person who actually said some horrible things that even you would have said out loud “‘WTF’ mom, who says sh*t like that!” I often tell his story along with yours at the various things I speak at. I do that because his story, like yours, turns from negative to somewhat positive. I have learned through you that everyone has a story and everyone also deserves to be listened to. I was the one who listened to his story. One of my wishes in life is that I was able to share my story with you and also that I listened harder to your words and watched more closely, your actions and emotions.
Over the next few days, weeks, months, I will be sharing stories of this young man and others who I have met in this ‘new’ journey of life. I think that it is time I got my writing hat back on. As I prepare myself for the fifth October 10th since your death, many things keep popping up into my mind. Some good, some sad, some funny and some horrific. I will only share the good, sad and funny. Not the horrific.
Tomorrow I will go downtown and attend an event for World Suicide Prevention Day. There will be an art installation where 500 pairs of shoes will be laid out. The shoes will be empty signifying the lives that have been lost and the shoes that will never be filled by some of our loved ones. There will be many that will think of you, especially me. Maybe tomorrow, you will send a sign of a snowflake or something purple or even one of the dimes with the #10 that will signify 10/10.
Sweet thoughts of you,
Love Mom xoxo