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I Cannot Change It Now

Today, I can feel the sun as I sit outside. It is a beautiful Spring day. Days like these bring some peace and rest. This feels amazing, coming out of a tough few weeks.

I usually come on to the Alliance of Hope forum, when I am at a really low place, reading others’ messages or writing my own to feel some support and comfort. I am glad to come on today with a peaceful feeling.

The past few days have been difficult. I stayed up for hours reading the forum, feeling so much longing and sorrow. I reread every email I have from my brother and wished there were more. I did the same thing with pictures. I could hear his voice and feel his presence, and it felt really painful knowing that there won’t be any new moments.

However, it reminded me of endless memories that I have from the past. I will carry my brother with me always. I will use my experience of loss as a learning experience, an experience that can make me more empathetic and understanding. I will find strength and a purpose in life, and my brother will follow me every step of the way. I do not know why this happened, but I must understand I cannot change it now. I can only move forward and give love to others who may be struggling.

I cry while writing this. Longing for my brother is so hard, but I know life must continue, and the best thing that I can do is remember him and cherish what I have in my heart and mind. He will remain with me, in every moment.

I hope everyone on this forum today can feel a little bit of hope and peace, even during such loss and pain.

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Wisdom From Our Community

"Wisdom From Our Community" posts originally appeared on the Alliance of Hope Forum for Suicide Loss Survivors and are reprinted with the permission of the authors. Our online forum transcends time and distance, offering a culture of kindness, hope, and understanding to people who have lost loved ones to suicide. Operating like a 24/7 support group, our forum is supervised by a mental health professional and moderated by a trained team of loss survivors. Members can read and comment, share their stories, and connect with other suicide loss survivors.Read More »

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One More Day?

In 2011, my first grandson and favorite nephew both took their lives, 5 weeks apart. We had shared family times together, and good times alone together. It was the times when we were alone together that we talked and shared the most. I learned more about them and their hopes and dreams during those times than when in groups. Sometimes even their concerns. They seemed more relaxed during those times. We would laugh so much. Tell so many stories. I had not been able to see either for a while before they died. So, one more day is something wonderful to imagine.

If one more day was possible, I would take the boys to the place I grew up. We would walk along a hard-to-see small trail, along a spring creek through the woods to the harbor and along the boardwalk to the beach. We would take a blanket and lunch. We would look at the birds and flowers in the woods and on the beach. Look at the seashells on the beach and spread the blanket under where the palms give shade and the water sounds sing to you gently and only the occasional chug-chug of the shrimp boat motors remind you that other people exist.

We would eat fried chicken, potato salad, and good bread and cheese. Then we would lie down and talk of the things they love, love to think about, and love to do. I would be so proud of the things they had done and tell them so. We would go back to the harbor and go crabbing. Take the crabs back to the house and cook them up with spices, potatoes, and eggs in the boil mix. Then we would sit at the picnic table out back and eat the crabs and tell jokes and stories until the light of day faded and it was over. There would be lots of laughing and hugs. Like it used to be the times I saw them. 

Both of them had been there in their life, not at the same time. One loved the woods, the other the beach. We were family, friends and a comfort to each other when together. We would be one more time.

The house is now gone, courtesy of Katrina. The boys are gone also. But that is what I would do if given the gift to be able to do so. I do it in my mind sometimes, not often anymore. I do tell them on the wind how loved they are. Those are good things in this now I am living in.

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Wisdom From Our Community

"Wisdom From Our Community" posts originally appeared on the Alliance of Hope Forum for Suicide Loss Survivors and are reprinted with the permission of the authors. Our online forum transcends time and distance, offering a culture of kindness, hope, and understanding to people who have lost loved ones to suicide. Operating like a 24/7 support group, our forum is supervised by a mental health professional and moderated by a trained team of loss survivors. Members can read and comment, share their stories, and connect with other suicide loss survivors.Read More »

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