Today, at the park, it hit me out of nowhere. Something about the way Eli looked today reminded me of my brother and right there in the middle of the playground I wanted to burst into tears.
It is sometimes hard to know how to be brave through the process of grieving for my brother. It's been awhile now since he took his life and I find that the farther I get from my brother's death the harder it is for me to talk about loosing him. But I keep on talking about him because suicide is an important topic that we need to keep bringing it up, for me this is the bravest thing about fried. As I see other people grieving their losses bravely it is those who are turning their suffering into an opportunity to help others that I admire the most.
Today I guest blogged about my brother's death at my new friend Sara's blog. I hope you'll go read it and share it. I hope that it will encourage you to the people in your life that you love them.