Happy Birthday & R.I.P. Edward Wolfe Faltynowski

A Life Full of Days... ...more
@garnet76 Hi Christine, I don't always check back here at Blogher. Yes, Eddie had a brother ...more

'Smoke' In The Air...

 'Smoke' In The Air...By Gloria Faye Brown Bates/ aka Granny GeeI sat on the porch that day on the phone talkingI got up and began walkingToward the edge of the porch to seeA 'smoke' in the air a few feet from meI watched it closely as it drifted aroundIt moved about in the air without making a soundI 'know' there are things I'll never understandI know about miracles, see things because... I canWithout seeing Tommy, I 'knew' it was he...more

For Now... I Don't Have To Walk Alone

  For Now...  I Don't Have To Walk AloneBy Gloria Faye Brown Bates/ aka Granny GeeAs I walked the halls in my mindI looked at memories of all kindsSome I looked at longerBut, some I can't until I'm strongerI peeped into a room I saw Tommy's smileTommy, my son .... my only childI walk a little farther down the hallI turn around, I thought I heard my name calledI walk several doors downTo look all around...more

Chapter 1: The Clockmaker

  Six weeks after the World Trade Center came crashing down, the clockmaker died. His day began like every other, wi...more

The Second Day of the Rest of My Life

The Second Day of the Rest of my LifeHow do you fit a lifetime into a few short days.  Will he be with us for a few weeks, months, days, hours, at this point nobody knows....more

Day One. The first day of the rest of my life.

Day One.  The first day of the rest of my life.My son lay in bed sick.  Yesterday I noticed that he did not look good. Today I see a boy who is in pain, asking for pain medicine, sleepy, flushed, and tense.  Given the prognosis, I know what the future holds yet do not want to anticipate it as a reality.  Time.  Spend as much time with him and soak up his essence as quickly as possible, for this time on earth together is limited and may be short and brief. ...more
 @FatCat  Thank youmore

A Week of Good-Byes

A Week of Good-ByesTwo weeks ago today I looked at my son and said, "He doesn't look good."  Eight days later he was on his journey to heaven escorted by the angels.  Seven days of saying good-bye.  Sitting by his bed day and night, tears and laughter, joy and sorrow.  How many times do we say good-bye before it feels like we've said it enough and the enormity of it sinks into our soul? ...more
 @victorias_view  Thank you, Victoria.more

When the Lights Go Out: Coping with Loss After Suicide

(edit: This post was written on my personal blog, www.anchorsaweighblog.com, on Monday, April 16, 2012.)Yesterday, a sweet friend of mine from high school passed away. I am too young for this. Too young to know what it’s like to lose so many of my friends in this life. Especially Mikey. His death could have been prevented. ...more