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Aaron Harris

Wednesday, June 24, 2020

Aaron H
 

We lost our son Aaron to suicide in April of 2015. The initial shock and trauma were mitigated by the endless phone calls and the preparations for his memorial service. We held his memorial service in June. It was beautiful. We got to see many people whose lives intersected with his and hear many memories about how wonderful and talented and beautiful our child was. After the service was over, the phone calls and visits declined. However, we weren’t done grieving or talking about Aaron. . . . Continue Reading

Alan Ruiz

Wednesday, June 24, 2020

Manuel Alan R
 

Alan was a very brave, intelligent, caring and emotional man. He was raised in Albuquerque, New Mexico where he suffered from a lot of bullying from the 7th grade through high school. He was bullied because he was a straight-A student and called a "nerd." He was body shamed because of his weight and was constantly barraged with hateful words because he was a bit effeminate. He left home at 18 because he thought his parents would not want anything to do with him if he came out as gay. He was far from the truth because his parents, even with a strict Catholic faith, embraced him and accepted him. You would think that would make everything better . . . . Continue Reading

Chris Rowland

Wednesday, June 24, 2020

Life Was Good
 

It was a pretty day on the Friday of Labor Day weekend in 2011. Life was good. Envision a backdrop of beautiful trees with summer-green leaves and being embraced by glorious Georgia sunshine. My heart was singing as I cleaned and prepared for the special, long-awaited following day of merriment. Then we got the call. There had been a serious accident. We were told that our eldest son Chris was in critical condition and on life support. We were about to embark on a journey that no one could have been able to imagine beforehand. It wasn’t supposed to go this way . . . Continue Reading

Deborah Gonzalez

Wednesday, June 24, 2020

Deborah G
 

My name is Kathryn and I lost my beloved mother to suicide in January 2018. My mother and I were very close, and I knew she was going through difficult times the months preceding her death but I didn't know how to help her. After she passed, I spent many months feeling guilty. Not knowing how to process my feelings or survivors guilt I looked for help. I tried two different therapists and they had never helped someone dealing with grief from a suicide. It was so frustrating to have to retell my story over and over again trying to make a meaningful connection just to I could begin my journey towards healing. I then found Michele Madden and her support group at the The Rock Church and began attending group meetings for SOSL. . . Continue Reading

Denise Stormy Swindle

Wednesday, June 24, 2020

Denise “Stormy” S
 

Denise loved people and the great outdoors. She spent much of her time traveling and seeing places she had read about in books. She was always excited to share pictures and experiences from her travels. Denise had challenges in life due to a manic depressive condition. So much so that she legally changed her name to “Stormy”, which she chose as a description of her life. She said the storms would blow in and out, and related her life to “Peaks and Valleys” . . . Continue Reading

Gordon R. Bear

Wednesday, June 24, 2020

Gordon B
 

I lost my dear husband, Gordon to suicide on August 29, 2002, the day after our 37th wedding anniversary. He was born on March 24, 1941 and knew he was at risk for a brain illness as both of his grandmothers died in mental hospitals. He focused on social work in college and later became a psychotherapist, studying the brain, especially depression. He helped many over the years who were struggling with depression or other mental disorders. Gordon was a devoted husband, father, grandfather, and uncle. He was a faithful friend, wise mentor, encourager, patient listener, inspirational teacher, a visionary and he definitely lived “outside the box”. He often asked the “tough questions”. . . . Continue Reading

Jimmy Lopez

Wednesday, June 24, 2020

Jimmy L
 

His name is Jimmy. He was born on July 19, 1987 and joined the angels on October 9, 2019. He served in the military as a Marine. He suffered from PTSD and chronic migraines from a traumatic brain injury he incurred during his tenure in the military, though I only ever saw the migraines. He was the father to 2 beautiful boys, both of which bear a striking resemblance to him. His pride and joy was his eldest son, Logan, whom I nicknamed Spiderman. I loved him and Logan both. . . . Continue Reading

Joe Turner

Wednesday, June 24, 2020

About My Dad
 

My dad LOVED anything to do with Alabama Crimson Tide. He loved watching Bama and carried on lots of conversations about them. Those were some of our most favorite chats, Bama football. We could talk for hours about it. He had every SEC and National Championship hat they had, in fact when he passed we bought the last one for him to wear for his funeral. We played the Bama fight song as his funeral ended because that’s what he would have wanted. . . Continue Reading

Stephanie Ungashick

Wednesday, June 24, 2020

Stephanie U
 

Steph was a Navy Veteran pursuing a career as an Aircraft Maintenance Technician. She was a spontaneous, tattoo enthusiast, animal lover and would rather ride motorcycles than use any other mode of transportation. Steph had a traumatic upbringing that followed her throughout her life. Even though she was rescued by her adopted mother, she suffered from PTSD and depression which ultimately became too much to bear . . . Continue Reading

Susan Reaves

Wednesday, June 24, 2020

In loving memory of my funny, loving, beautiful sister
"Susan E. R."

 

My sister Susan and I grew up in a dysfunctional home. A home of mental, physical, and sexual abuse. At a very early age I developed hope and determination to survive while she started self-medicating. She was beautiful, smart, funny, kind and caring. She married at age 17, had 3 children before she was 23 years old and then went to nursing school. She worked hard to be the top of her class. Susan was a wonderful nurse, had many friends, my silly sister, but continued to self-medicate, which often hindered her relationship with her children. By the time I started my family, Susan's drug and alcohol abuse contributed to divorce(s). . . Continue Reading

Troy Franklin

Wednesday, June 24, 2020

Troy F
 

Troy was a very smart kid who's smile was infectious. He played football from an early age, loved going to the desert and riding his quad. He was a son, brother, the BEST UNCLE, grandson, cousin and friend. In the end whatever haunted him caused him to take his own life at a time when it seemed everything was coming together for him and his future was looking so bright. I have survived my father's suicide at the age of 12, my uncle's suicide as an adult, and now had to survive the loss of my brother. . . Continue Reading

Why I Walk

Wednesday, June 10, 2020

Hippie Cowboy - Loving Father - Good Looking Neighbor