On September 26, 2020, my little brother Eric decided to leave this earth. It’s been a year since he made what I have termed a bad decision. We all know that there are moments and events that occur in our lives that mark life before that moment, and forever change our life after that moment. Just five weeks after Eric passed, my mom passed too. In truth I had been mentally preparing for her to pass, she had decided that she lived a full life (she did), and I think she was ready to see her other 13 siblings, a variety of friends, my dad… and now, yes Eric too. While I was preparing for the circle of life with my mom, I was completely taken off guard with Eric— I have learned that suicide is a different kind of grief— the sting is still fresh for me, and I...
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