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From Sorrow to Joy : How Pain Colors Loss

It’s on my refrigerator door–a small, rectangular magnet wedged between a “Choose Hope” magnet and a photograph of my son. The image on the magnet startles. Think Edvard Munch crossed with Vincent Van Gogh. An image depicting a bit of both artists: the sheer starkness of Munch’s scream on a yellow-splashed figure with arms uplifted […]

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“Once Upon a Blue-Sky Moon”–A Poem about Child Loss

Once Upon a Blue-Sky Moon A Poem for Dylan by Beth Brown And once upon a blue-sky moon, We sailed our ships in your bedroom, With stars for light, we fled the dark But the lightening flashed, And the sky grew dark. You tucked away your childhood dreams On wings that soared beyond infinity, Your […]

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Easter Bunnies and Chocolate Eggs? Another Impossible Holiday

Easter and Cusp of Spring: Holidays are Impossible Really Cusp of Spring Here in central Ohio, the day promises to be beautiful. It is only 45 degrees now, but by this afternoon, it will be 71 degrees. Skies will be gray today, but you can feel the cusp of spring. The sun, through slated gray […]

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Losing A Child to Suicide: A Sad Welcome

For as long as I have breath–and journey on–so does my child. In the Beginning Insides feel like outsides, and suddenly, nothing is real. Or matters–Desperate, mind whirls around what makes sense. Nothing makes sense. Not my child– This has all been a big mistake. Surely this isn’t–couldn’t be true. A film descends. Covers thick. […]

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Why? A Mother’s Reflections on Losing Her Son to Suicide

My Forever Son, Dylan Andrew Brown The beat of my heart shaped by you. The song of you which still now I sing.   And yet perhaps you could not hear above the deafening roar of your heart’s ache.     Ghost memories swirl everywhere I drove home last night past the high school. Dylan’s high school. […]