Surviving My Son’s Suicide
Seven years ago this month our 28-year-old son, Aaron, took his life by walking in front of a truck on a busy highway. He was killed instantly.
For six and a half years I was in no man’s land trying to make sense of what seemed to me a selfish act. We were blindsided and I was faced with emotions, anger, guilt and grief I never knew existed.
Then one day, about six months ago, I decided enough was enough. I had to do something to make sense of what had been the most difficult time in my life. There had to be an end to the suffering or was there. Was it simply something I would have to contend with for the rest of my life. Either way I knew I had to start putting the past behind me and find a way to move forward.
I decided to tell my story, hence Surviving My Son’s Suicide was born.
I invite you to visit ‘My Other Blog’.
It’s a story I wish I didn’t have to tell but God’s ways are not necessarily our ways.
“Let the redeemed of the Lord say so whom He hath redeemed out of the hand of the enemy…then they cried unto the Lord in their trouble, and he delivered them out of their distresses.” Psalm 107:2-7