My son, Cory - July 8, 1975 - March 22, 2000
Did you know that suicide was the number one cause of death for our young in Australia aged 16 - 25?
I am distraught. Gobsmacked. Read that first sentence again and think about it. These are the years of wonder and the years of setting goals, pondering the future, and reaching for the stars. These are the years of having more FUN than you could ever imagine...sprinkled with a little bit of trouble, too! These are some of the most electric years. Lifelong friendships can be formed. The groundwork for your future is being developed.
For some.
Today is the day of birth for my second child, Cory. Cory was the first male born in 4 generations on my Mother's side. So, HE was the REAL DEAL. We were elated and grateful. And, Cory was beautiful in many different ways. Of course this day is difficult, but I prefer to concentrate on the good - the laughter and the fun times. If I dwell on anything else...it diminishes my son's goodness. He brought me joy and happiness. Without a doubt, the world Cory lived in was hard and harsh and he experienced a great deal of pain; so much so...that he had to find a way to escape.
I've heard it all. As a Mom whom lost her most precious gift there is not a thing you can tell me about suicide that I have not heard before.
This post is not about preaching. Suicide has been among us since the beginning of civilization. This post is a gentle reminder that many of our loved ones go off track - some find their way back - others do not.
Please be open to listening. Please be kind and understanding. And...once you have attempted to get any or ALL the help you can possibly find for your loved one, please know that as hard as this is to read and to understand...many people will go to great lengths to find a way out. Blaming yourself does not help. BLAME serves no purpose. We can only do the very best we can do in utterly dire circumstances.
I have had 18 years to think about this.
Today HAS been a very long day for a myriad of reasons. I am fortunate enough to have sweet memories that I can replay in my mind, but...I always have the mystery hanging over my head of...WHAT IF? If Cory HAD lived...what would his life look like now? A Mom always wants more...MORE of her children. Always.
Tonight we are in a different state. We have travelled a good distance, so on this birth day of my son HE has roamed with me. That's not particularly new news - HE is with me wherever I roam.
Love your kids like there is no tomorrow...
Posted with appreciation of a very special gift, my son, Cory.
Love you to the moon and back.
Mom of The Roaming Stevens
Please excuse all typos.
I am distraught. Gobsmacked. Read that first sentence again and think about it. These are the years of wonder and the years of setting goals, pondering the future, and reaching for the stars. These are the years of having more FUN than you could ever imagine...sprinkled with a little bit of trouble, too! These are some of the most electric years. Lifelong friendships can be formed. The groundwork for your future is being developed.
For some.
Today is the day of birth for my second child, Cory. Cory was the first male born in 4 generations on my Mother's side. So, HE was the REAL DEAL. We were elated and grateful. And, Cory was beautiful in many different ways. Of course this day is difficult, but I prefer to concentrate on the good - the laughter and the fun times. If I dwell on anything else...it diminishes my son's goodness. He brought me joy and happiness. Without a doubt, the world Cory lived in was hard and harsh and he experienced a great deal of pain; so much so...that he had to find a way to escape.
I've heard it all. As a Mom whom lost her most precious gift there is not a thing you can tell me about suicide that I have not heard before.
This post is not about preaching. Suicide has been among us since the beginning of civilization. This post is a gentle reminder that many of our loved ones go off track - some find their way back - others do not.
Please be open to listening. Please be kind and understanding. And...once you have attempted to get any or ALL the help you can possibly find for your loved one, please know that as hard as this is to read and to understand...many people will go to great lengths to find a way out. Blaming yourself does not help. BLAME serves no purpose. We can only do the very best we can do in utterly dire circumstances.
I have had 18 years to think about this.
Today HAS been a very long day for a myriad of reasons. I am fortunate enough to have sweet memories that I can replay in my mind, but...I always have the mystery hanging over my head of...WHAT IF? If Cory HAD lived...what would his life look like now? A Mom always wants more...MORE of her children. Always.
Tonight we are in a different state. We have travelled a good distance, so on this birth day of my son HE has roamed with me. That's not particularly new news - HE is with me wherever I roam.
Love your kids like there is no tomorrow...
Posted with appreciation of a very special gift, my son, Cory.
Love you to the moon and back.
Mom of The Roaming Stevens
Please excuse all typos.
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