Life in General

Life Moments #55 – Eight Months You’re Gone

49896839_10213241104126984_2937278728725594112_nI sat and stared out my window, watching the snow fall silently and peacefully from the foggy morning sky to the cold, hard earth below. A cover of sparkly white now rests gently on the rolling hills outside. It looks as if it would be so soft and cuddly to the touch, but we know, it would be cold and wet.

As I sit here, watching the snow fall, it occurred to me it’s been eight months today, eight months since you left us. Eight months since I seen your smile. Eight long, hard, emotional months.

I am still just as lost today as I was that day eight months ago. The days and weeks just keep going just as they did in those early days and weeks with me stumbling around blindly, somehow trying to make my way through the mire. And of course, I still think about you constantly. It’s kind of funny, but always sad though because some days you consume my thoughts and other days, I just float along. Here, but not really here.

How do I keep going?

I ask myself this everyday. Somehow, I always find the strength, this unknown force that makes me get out of bed each morning and proceed through my day as normally as possible. I have considered counseling, multiple times, but have yet to find the courage to attend. I am making headway though. I did call someone the other day. Now I wait, Wait for courage. Wait for time. Wait for comfort. Wait. It seems to be a game of waiting all these months.

It’s silly,  I know, this irrational fear that I have. Anxiety has taken hold of me. I worry about silly things now that didn’t hardly ever get my gander up…that is before you passed away.

I see the goodness around me, my life full of chaos mixed with love, the kids arguing and playing so joyfully. You know our life. You know who we are, what kind of parents we are, about how your siblings are with one another. You know the good times we’ve had in our life and the not-so-good times. You know it all because you were part of it for seventeen years, four months and six days.

Sometimes, when I have a moment to myself, a moment to simply get lost in my thoughts, I see you. I see you with me. I think of you often, which you and everyone else around me knows very well. Our life isn’t the same without you. Your departure has left a hole in our hearts and I wonder if I will ever make it through.

I am tired, Darren.

I. Am. Tired.

And fighting to keep going is even more tiring.

As always, You Should Be Here


~ Shannon ~

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Life Moments #54 – Your 18th Birthday

2018-05-21 11.19.58Well, I’ve made it this far.

Today, you are 18, although you will forever be 17.

You would also be graduating in a few months, but…..well we know you won’t be graduating.

You won’t be going to prom or college.

You will never marry or have kids of your own.

A whole lot has changed in your absence due your absence. I am different. Your brothers and sisters are a little different.

As 2018 rolled into 2019, I anticipated this day. It’s not a day I am yet to have, but I don’t really get a choice. It’s a day that will come every year and I just have to find some way to get through it.

You’ve been gone almost 8 months and in that eight months, my heart has broken daily a million times over. I hate it!

As hard as this day is, it will always be special because on January 11, 2001 @ 5:15 a.m., the world met an 8 lb 7 oz bounce who changed the lives of many in the short number of years he blessed the earth. I am so thankful God allowed me to be your mom. I was young, only 19 – almost 20, but you changed me then. You taught me how to love just a little bit more. Having a child changes a world completely. Somehow, it makes things more real.

When I became a mom to you, I promised to love you, to protect you, to fight for you…in general, to be the best mom I could be. 2018-06-30 17.09.55

When you died, I realized I had failed to do the things that I promised. Oh, I loved you. I love you still, very much! But I failed to protect you, to fight for you. You see, I really believed, from the time your dad and I broke up, that you and your brother would be better off with him. I was convinced, for many reasons – reasons that you probably understand better than anyone – that you deserved better than me. I thought your dad was that. Over the years, I learned how wrong I was.

And now, here we are. You no longer with us and the rest of us so brokenhearted we don’t really know what to do.

Having you, Darren, changed me. It pushed me to be better, to love more. Losing you changed me yet again. It broke my heart, but I have somehow found the strength to keep going. It taught me to never take anything for granted, not one single second of any given day because it could all be over within that second. A person can be yanked from your life for eternity just like that.

I meant for this to be an awesome show of love for you, but for whatever reason, I just can’t find the words…..or more aptly, there are no words that can describe how I am feeling right now. I mean, there probably are words, but they escape me.

But it all boils down to this: I miss you. I love you a ton and I miss you just as much. Every day that has passed since you left us has been spent wishing you were still here. i replay the whole week prior over and over again in my head, trying to make sense of it. I can’t. I can’t make sense of it. I have been confused for the last eight months. Confused, sad, and angry.

Anyway, you were a blessing when you were born. You were a blessing when you passed away. You will forever and always be a blessing to me. Happy 18th Birthday in Heaven. I know you are happier there. I know you are at peace. I know all your pain is gone and your heart feels lighter. And, that makes losing you a little easier to bear.

~ Love Mom

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Life Moments #53 – A New Year – Not a Good Start so Far

I have never been one for New Year resolutions and I guess I won’t start now, but I do wonder what the new year will bring.

I am so over 2018. It’s brought heartache and joy, as most years do I suppose. I mean, how do we get through life without them!?!

As I type this, my mind is full of questions. Disappointments are ranking pretty high in my world of late. It’s hard to look at someone you love with all your heart with defeat.

I feel defeated.

I feel drained.

I feel disheartened.

I see my world slowly unraveling and I can’t seem to regain hope that my disappointments will become joys.

And as I have been for awhile, the questions about my faith seem to be coming more rapidly.

NOTHING make sense!

I look around at everyone I love. I see the anger. I see the sadness. I see the brokenness. I see the fear and concern. I see the weaknesses that we try to hide. And I ask:

Where is God in all of it?

I’ve said before, I don’t blame God for my son taking his life. We make choices and sadly, he made his. It has affected me tremendously. I mean, I really can’t even put it into words. So, no I don’t blame him.


I wonder: Where is He in all of it? Where was He when my son needed him? Where is He now?

Trust God, they say.

It’s God’s plan, they say.

God gives us free will, they say.

God sees the whole picture while we only see small portions of it, they say.

And what they say makes sense, somewhat…


I am angry about my confusion.

All these thoughts of life, of Darren, of situations right now are roaring through my head constantly yet I have NO answers.

I am tired.

In fact, I am exhausted.

I just want it to stop.

The questions. The sadness. The confusion.

I am drowning in it…..

So, what will this new year bring?

I don’t know, but I am nervous about it.

I think I am actually developing anxiety over it, if developing anxiety is a thing….

Prayers please. Lots and lots of prayers.

~ Shannon ~