Another year has passed without Sean. 19 years ago today, the age he was when he passed. It seems like a long time ago but time has passed too quickly. Some days I think of him a lot and others I feel guilt for not thinking of him more. Wishing he were here to celebrate the good times, the holidays and to help me get through those tough moments. In the last year he has missed birthdays, getting to meet my brother’s girlfriend, an amazing family trip to our cousin’s wedding in Colorado, Connor’s first birthday, grandma’s 94th surprise brunch and countless other family events.
To be honest, this is the most difficult blog of the year. Usually it takes me maybe 30 minutes to write a blog but with this I started it last Thursday, revisited it Sunday and finally finished today. In the last few years I have found great comfort and a sense of purpose by working with the American Foundation for Suicide Prevention. Participating in their local walks to raise awareness and support has proven to me that I’m not alone.
Keeping in touch with Sean’s friends is also cathartic. The messages I receive with their memories of him make me laugh because he was funny and make me cry because I miss him. If I can help raise money to bring awareness and support so no one else has to experience this makes me happy. Please consider donating to this great organization by clicking here.