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…

Lamentation VI

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…

For My Father

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…

Lamentation IV

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…

Lamentation III

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?…

Words of Rememberance

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

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.