Submission 47
Dear J,
Half a lifetime has passed since you left us. Our memories of you have not diminished, rather they seem more vivid than ever. They are the invisible touchstone of our lives without you.
I think of all that you were, all that you gave and all that you left behind. It's still hard to recall the laughter we lost, the embraces we long for and the bright bright smile we can only now imagine.
Your suicide cast me adrift. Over time a new north emerged and I was able to plot a new course. More by trial and error than judgement dear J. You are never lost to us though.
Submission 33
Dear Vicky,
It’s been a while. I still run. My “daddys hands” have found children to hold. I’ve grown a beard again. And I think of you still.
Madrid. Paris. New York. St Ann’s Hospital. Seven years. Shared memories, good and bad. None of this was your fault.
Submission 29
My beautiful best pal,
You're missed every single day. The world, my world, isn't the same without you in it. It's been almost 2 years and I don't think I've really accepted that you're gone, in fact it's easier to believe that I made you up and you didn't exist in the first place.
Submission 25
To my Husband,
If I could just have our last moments together I'd change them and I'd tell you how much I love you, how much it would hurt if you left me but unfortunately that wasn't our destiny… we hadn't spoken for a few weeks until that night you messaged me and told me you loved me and our daughter, I didn't reply because I was so mad with you, if only I knew that that's the last text I'd ever receive from you. Id of messaged you back…
Submission 19
My Husband,
I cannot get the image out of my head and I can’t stop thinking he is angry with me.
Most of our 31yr marriage he struggled with mental health and I definitely believe that this was not dealt with properly whilst we lived in Devon so after that he refused to go back to see a GP.