The aftermath of suicide — Misty lost her son in August 2014 and is struggling to keep his memory alive, prevent suicides and to cope with the heartbreak.
https://todayistblogger.wordpress.com/2015/02/16/the-aftermath-of-suicide-a-mothers-story/
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Misty
I saw the mist that day and it entranced me.
I went in not because I chose to be different, or I chose to be something else; I consciously was drawn to it, the mystique, the vapor, the aroma.
I left the group and went down the misty path. I loved it. Everything around me swelled up and was lost. Slowly I lost sight of where I came from. I wondered where I was going, who I was going to meet in this mist.
The beads of water fell onto my face. The cold bit my nose ever so gently, the air was lively and dark. The lights […]