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Living Backwards Going Forward-Year 3

Living Backwards Going Forward-Year 3   Living Backwards: A Sense of the Surreal Living Backwards Going Forward means that in the strangest of ways, it is always, for me, June 25th, 2012. Or some time before that. All the way back to March 1992 and up to June 2012. I suppose to some effect, my […]

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5 Years, Infinite Tears

5 Years, Infinite Tears Losing Dylan has changed everything. Yes, I am to the point of feeling the highs of life again, though never so sweetly as to silence the ache of my heart that beats still for my son. Beth Brown, My Forever Son, 5 Years, Infinite Tears 5 Years, Infinite Tears This dark, […]

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I Only Hurt When I Breathe

I Only Hurt When I Breathe “I only hurt when I breathe,” a random post on social media, anonymous, yet so completely relevant to this grieving of losing a child.  Mother’s Day: I Only Hurt When I Breathe I found a Mother’s Day card a few weeks ago. Dylan’s last Mother’s Day card to me […]

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Suicide: It Never Lets Go

Grief Begins After Losing My Only Child to Suicide Dying Inside. Holding my breath. Pain on the inhale. Pain in the exhale. Sharp pierce of pain. Heart pain. Constant. Mighty. Rhythmic. The rhythm now of my life, my lifeblood stifled, plugged, narrowed, struggling, constricted by this undertow of grieving. I’d like to think I’ve made […]