Risk for Loss Survivors
I was wondering what to write about today. What I've been thinking about over the past few days is the feeling I get when a thought of my daughter comes unbidden at odd times. Yesterday I was hiking through Arches National Park with my husband, one of my sisters, and my brother, and I remembered hiking with my girl. Remembering comes with a surge of joy followed by a mule-kick in my heart. A sick-to-my-stomach feeling invades when I remember that she is gone - that I will never have another new experience with her. It feels like the months-long sickness when she first died that kept me from eating for fear I would vomit the food right back up. It feels like someone punched me in the stomach from the inside. Then I opened my computer and a friend had shared the photo attached her. Today is the 12th anniversary of losing her own sweet child. She's five years past me and she's not "over it." Of course she's not. Grief is not a sickness to get through, even though it feels like sickness sometimes. Grief comes from love and nobody quits loving their children. Nobody. Ever. Maybe the risk for suicide loss survivors comes from the expectation that we might.
20 Feb 2012
We suicide loss survivors are at higher risk. Do not be lulled into a false sense of security. Suicide does not respect any boundary - not religion, not money, not talent, not brains. Nothing. Educate yourself!