As we move into 2018, for me it marks yet another year on this earth without T.J. December 1st marked 7 years since he left us so suddenly. It is still so hard for me to believe. Sometimes I still wake up hoping it was all just a horrific nightmare and then as the sleep recedes from my mind I realize the nightmare of T.J.'s passing is my reality. If someone had asked me if I could continue living if something happened to one of my children, I would have said absolutely not! B

7 years ago today I woke up and had no idea that in mere hours my entire world would implode. T.J., my precious child, 2nd born of my 3 beautiful boys, would die by suicide. 7 years later it still rocks my soul to write those words. 7 years later I am not only still standing and functioning, but I have joy in my heart and my soul is at peace. How can it be that I have not only survived, but I have been able to thrive in the shadow of my boy’s death? T.J.'s death left me with