If something were to happen to us, our children would have no parents. This is a scary thought and why we need to be extra cautious with ourselves.
Sally’s mind rolls backward to that fateful evening at 15, when her mother, diluting her sorrows with another round of gin, insisted her daughter needed to “try a little harder”.
Back then in my innocent, happy days, the thought of having my name on a headstone before I died seemed, well, creepy.
It is every parent’s worst nightmare.A college student mistakenly gets into a car which she thought was her Uber and the driver murders her. It is almost impossible to wrap your head around.
Within 24 hours, I was told by my buddy that the wives did not want me to tag along. Including a fifth wheel on this trip, it seems, was not what they were looking for. So I was unceremoniously dropped.
A tragic loss changes you. It can make you see the world in a new way. What may have seemed important before, may seem completely different after. These are some things that I have changed my outlook on since my husband died.
When I was ten years old, my father passed away of a heart attack. There were no more weekly lunches at Seymour’s, no more Yankee games, and no more Starbursts.
I had the pleasure of speaking with ABC Chief Medical Correspondent, Dr. Jennifer Ashton about her upcoming book, Life After Suicide. Dr. Ashton tells the story of her ex-husband Robert’s tragic death by suicide in 2017.
Even now, a year and a couple months after my husband died, the tears of anger and sadness I’ve shed behind closed doors have all been for HIM, not me.