Hi!
Just observed the 2 year anniversary of the 2nd brother who committed suicide on April 20th (have another brother who committed suicide back in 1974)



However, I found a short prose that has lifted me a little in my grief & I wanted to share, here it is:

"A Beginning"

One day you wake up and realize you must have survived it b/c you are still here, alive and breathing. But you don't remember the infinitely small steps & decisions you took to get there. Your only awareness is that you have shed miles of tears on what seems to be an endless road of sorrow.

One day---one glorious day---you wake up and feel your skin tingle again, and you forget just for an instant that your heart is broken.......
and it is a beginning.



Bless,
butterflyfairy