“Do we stop the story here, or turn the page?” was the question that I asked the packed church at my oldest son’s funeral July 7th, 2014. The next morning I took in a deep breath and began writing Turn the Page, first on Facebook and now in this blog. My goal is simple: grieve with hope.
I want to keep writing my story because there has to be something beautiful that springs from my son’s death. I refuse for the enemy to destroy another soul by giving in to despair. God still brings life out of death, just as he always has done!
Suicide is one of the harshest realities of our fallen state. I too have struggled with depression and attempted to take my own life in my teens years, but God pulled me from the pit and taught me how to persevere. I had hoped for something so different for my son and my heart breaks that he struggled so deeply with despair.
Each of us has a story to write, and even as I struggle to write each page, each page is worth writing. I use poetry, photography, scripture and experience to keep each page fresh. Even if all I manage to do today is breathe. May my transparency be a witness of hope that strengthens you to turn your own pages.