This is a tough and vulnerable one for me to talk about. Trust is a big one for a lot of people, and my “baggage” goes back pretty far, again, like so many others, but the tragedy compounded things a million fold. Continue reading
I just started watching Season 3 of The Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt recently. I don’t know if it is that I have a different perspective now or what, but it has gotten me to thinking about things. Continue reading
This past Sunday was Mother’s Day.
Jesse killed Bella then himself on May 8, 2014, three days before Mother’s Day that year. Raffi wanted to go to a park where her circus teacher was doing demonstrations. I of course said yes, as I was trying to do anything to give her some joy after having to tell her what happened two days prior. But as I walked into that park on that sunny day, in shock, dazed, and numb, I saw probably every four year old dirty blonde, curly haired girl in all of Portland. Of course. I then swore off Mother’s Day. Continue reading
Three years and one day. This I cannot wrap my mind around, it feels like it was just yesterday. Continue reading
I was just at the American Association of Suicidology’s 50th Annual Conference in Phoenix, AZ this past week, where I had the honor to speak at twice (which is kind of a big deal for me). Yeah, that is a mouthful, you should have seen the faces of people on the plane when they asked what conference I was going to and speaking at. I digress, which I apologize ahead of time with this one, I am a little jet-lagged, which I will get to. Continue reading