I wrote this shortly after my son Rob took his own life. He was 28. That was almost seven years ago and these early thoughts and feelings still take my breath away.

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Friends have been asking me how I’m doing and I usually say something like “I’m hanging in there” or “Some days are crappy and some are slightly less crappy.” I always thank them for checking in on me and I mean it from the bottom of my heart because I’m still overwhelmed by the outpouring of kindness and support I’ve been receiving as I’ve never been in this position before and therefore never realized how difficult it is to take in so much love all at once. But when it’s just me sitting on the couch or

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