Why is it that an arbitrary date on a calendar can bring so much anxiety? There is no rational, logical reason to fear a date. And yet, today has come like a freight train steadily gaining speed. The simple fact that I have fallen into a habit of only publishing on this site around birth…
Tag: depression
An Unwelcome Anniversary
One year. It seems like such a long time. And it feels like yesterday. 365 days, and the blink of an eye. We lost Rivena on this day one year ago. And I remain at a loss for words as to why our oldest child took her own life on January 28, 2018.
(Not) Turning 26 Today
Sometimes love just isn’t enough. Those were the only words I could manage to write the day after Rivena died. In the numbness of a long flight back home, I pulled out a pen and the new journal that my kids had given me for Christmas a few weeks earlier, and those 5 words were…