Month of Ill

As the title suggests, I have been ill for the past month if not longer.  Starting with a sinus cold for 2 weeks, then a sinus infection for 2 weeks, add a bit of pink eye, and top it off with what I am guessing is another sinus cold/infection.  Oh the joys of being me.

As for the future I am heading into a routine surgery this weekend.  The kids will be spending a great deal of time with the grandparents this weekend.  If I happen to call you and I sound like I am stoned off my butt, I apologize and please record it because I am sure it will be hilarious.  The kids are liking school and I am trying to get back into the groove of being home alone after about 2 weeks of kids/spouses home sick.  I am very lazy.  As for therapy, I had to cancel my last visit because I did not want to share the lovely thing known as pink eye with the clinic.

I have posted before about teen suicides and the statistics surrounding it.  I have even posted about the ways to help talk to someone who is considering suicide.  It is all gruesome and tedious business.  There is no happiness about it, save only if someone turns away from suicide and gets the help they deserve.  The stories of suicide does not end with the ending of a life.  The pain and sadness flows on in those who are left behind.  The mothers, fathers, siblings, and loved ones of the person who has been lost.  These people have to live with the memories of everything.  It is never certain if it would bring more pain to them if they were asked about their loss or if talking about it will bring comfort.  The grey area is different for every case.

A good friend of mine has started a new website and project because of the loss of a beautiful soul.  It is on Facebook as well.  We're Still Here Project is the brain child of my brilliant friend, Jessica.  An amazing woman who makes web pages bend to her will, also has one of the most tender and caring hearts I have been blessed to know.  It was actually because of her own battles that she chose to come public with that I decided to seek help for my depression and create this blog.  Back to the project.

It is still in its infancy and needs the stories and views of other people to succeed.  These stories could possibly help someone else that has suffered a loss.  I am a firm believer that it is through stories that a person is still here.  Through stories a person may become immortal.  This project hopes to grow into a resource to help those left behind with what they need up to helping with the costs to lay those who have gone too soon to rest.

Check out the web page.  You can search We're Still Here Project on Facebook or if you are my friend on FB I am sure you have seen me share some of the posts.

As Jessica has said on the website, death has no age limit.  If we can help someone who has felt the sting of loss feel even a smidge better it is well worth it.