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Living with a broken heart is not easy.  Waking up every morning with the challenge of getting on with your life and figuring out your purpose and reason why you are here.  Asking several times a day, “what now God?”  I lost my Dad when I was 10 years old, my brother to suicide after I turned 18, my Mom to cancer in 2016, and a cherished friend along the way.  Every time I lose someone, I lose a part of myself and I spend the next few months or years searching for my identity again.  It’s exhausting.  But I know there is a reason for these storms.  I ask God to help me through each and every one of them and I eventually find my way. Read More

I’m a survivor of suicide loss and this is my story.

I was privileged to have 4 older brothers growing up, the youngest being 7 years older than me.  I was always protected and watched after and cared for.  My three older brothers were half brothers from my dad’s first marriage and they had already moved out and started their own families by the time I was old enough to know who they were.  Brian Keith was born April 27, 1971 to my mom, Barbara, and dad, Jerry.  My Mom tells me he was always a sweet boy and very considerate and helpful.  He was also fearless when it came to adventures.  He rode dirt bikes and took part in races from the young age of 10.  He was driven and determined to be the next Evil Knievel, hence his nickname “Evil”.  My memories of him involved him picking on me, as big brothers are known to do, and him constantly aggravating me.  One memory in particular was when he took the heads off of all my Barbie dolls and hung their bodies on a ceiling fan and turned it on high.  I was so angry that I chased him around the house with a butcher knife.  Read More