Nana The Bird Lady
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Artist, Bird Lady,Wife, Mother, Nana, Woman, Crone
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Joined January 2021
- Sorry for coming off callous, I was screaming into the void. My son was a wonderful person and I am struggling with this loss. Don't judge a mother that is in more pain that you could imagine. My husband and I are wrecked Don't be mean
- My son just blew his head off, the police and ambulance are here. I'm numb
- My son is being cremated today, his body will be at rest. My husband has eye surgery in 2 hours. I have to be strong today. Trying to find strength to get me through
- I felt strong enough to go grocery shopping for the 1st time yesterday and didn't I didn't cry. This morning I was an emotional wreck, hysterically crying and screaming. My son killing himself is too much to bear right now. I'm in bed, I miss him terribly
- Is there anybody out there?? I'm so invisible on Twitter and really wish I wasn't
- 5am marked 2 years since me son killed himself here. There was the rifle blast at 5am, he was so bloody and his face was gone. I still remember so vividly when I was on with 911 and I reached and touched his knee and called out to him. His knee was still warm. I'm suffering today
- Officially 62! πHappy birthday to me!
- I am not doing great so far today. My grief has snuck up and sacked me. The agony over Brian's death feels so strong. I sat in the dark where he killed himself and cried hard. I cannot seem to stop the tears. It's the second Xmas with a new tree. He's not here to see it
- Today is the first day that I got out of bed and got dressed since my son killed himself. I've read some responses on his suicide. Most of you are the sweetest, kindest supportive people. There are others that are cruel monsters & should burn in hell, just sayin. Here's my boy
- Here is a watercolor painting that I just finished
- I was doing so well, was back to happy and productive until a bit ago. I am washing Brian's clothes one last time and ran across a shirt that I always liked on him. I remember him hugging me while wearing that shirt. ππ He's dead, I miss my son and the tears are falling
- Married 29 years today, we're still in love and best friends β€οΈ
- I am home with my son's ashes. Finally.









