Today I'm remembering my baby brother, Ian who would have been celebrating his nineteenth birthday today.
I was nine years old when he was born
I was a mini-mommy to him
Here he was the ring bearer at my wedding
He was Beth's favorite uncle
On January 3, 2009 my sixteen year old brother committed suicide.
He was a strait A student and a Boy Scout, he wanted to have a career in the military. The last time I'd talked to him he was telling me about the girl he wanted to marry... no one saw it coming. One day he was celebrating the holidays, and his girlfriend's birthday - the next day he was gone.
Please, don't forget to tell your kids how much you love them.
Don't forget to let them know that even when they get into trouble or give you grief that they are still loved and wanted.
Give your son or daughter or sister a brother a hug today, just because they're alive.
And if you are considering suicide, or struggling with thoughts of suicide. Please, speak up. Ask for help. I've been there and I know how hard it is to admit it when you're in that dark place. I know it's so difficult to speak the words - but please please don't go another day without asking for help. On the day of my brother's memorial service there was a large church filled with people who would have done anything to save his life. I am sure there is someone in your life who would do anything to save yours. You are loved even if you don't feel like it, or the people around you are making it impossible to believe at the moment. You are important and there would be a big, ugly hole in the world without you. Keep holding on.