A copy of his driver’s license hangs framed on the wall, his clothes that ended up at our house are still folded in the dresser, his football cleats are in the closet, his Nike sandals are here too. His pictures are still scattered around our house and his funeral cards reside in my desk, in my wallet, in my journal and various other places around the house. Every time I find one I smile, close my eyes and try to remember his laugh and voice. I plant purple flowers every Spring so when they bloom all Summer long I have a visual reminder of the bigger picture in this fragile life we live. 💜
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It’s been five years since my son’s best friend Evan took his own life. His suicide rocked a small town, shattered and scarred lives forever. Nothing is the same as before that moment. The even scarier part of the story, is that small town has since been rocked by the same tragedy yet again. .
It’s ok to say you need help. It’s ok to admit your depressed and in a dark place. Its ok to say I am weak. It’s ok to go to therapy and seek wise counsel. If you are in crisis please call the National Suicide Prevention lifeline at 1-800-273-8255 or the Crisis Text Line by texting TALK to 741741
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If you want to read more about Evan you can go to my blog, link is in our bio. I had plans on writing a new post this year to share the hilarious things he used to do but grief kicked me hard in the gut a few days ago so maybe I’ll try again once the tears clear! .
#suicideawarness #september #mourning #evanstrong #thislifewelive #reachout #spreadlove
