Lamentation VII
July 25, 2020 Elliot did not understand. I was counting on him to eulogize me at my funeral. Just after he went away to school, I journaled about my own death and what my eulogy…
July 25, 2020 Elliot did not understand. I was counting on him to eulogize me at my funeral. Just after he went away to school, I journaled about my own death and what my eulogy…
July 21, 2020 Job 7:9-10 “As a cloud vanishes and is gone, so he who goes down to the grave does not return.He will never come to his house again. His place will know…
Catalin asked the question, “What were Elliot’s hobbies?” Thank you Catalin for sharing a comment on the blog and for asking this question. Elliot’s Hobbies Elliot had many loves, interests and hobbies. He loved comics,…
August 3, 2020 After suicide, no birthday is ever the same for a father. Every single one is a reminder that you have outlived your son and your future. Today is my dad’s birthday. I…
March 17, 2020 I took him for granted. We take each other too much for granted. I am on leave today due to Covid-19. We are in lockdown because we don’t want to voluntarily pause…
March 14, 2020 When our children die from suicide have they breathed in something toxic that is a threat to us all? Like a canary in a mine are they warning us of a threat?…
January 31, 2020 There are no raisins in the cabinet. Why would we have raisins if Elliot is not here? We would have them in case he stopped by to do laundry, but he will…
Lamentation I. (January 8, 2020) The hymn, “Holy God, Holy Mighty, Holy Immortal have mercy on us,” came out of my lips today, when I got in my car leaving work. I sang in the…
The worst day of my life, October 11, 2019, the day Elliot died, a single pink rose overcame the cold and bloomed in front of the house. It survived for weeks. I wrote this speech…
Elliot is my son. He died from suicide in 2019. This blog is an effort to combat the silence of suicide that isolates surviving fathers.