Bringing together grieving parents

On Monday, August 29, 2022, my son Henry was killed in an accident on his first day of college. Just days after I left him in his dorm room. A month before his 19th birthday. My beautiful, brilliant, kind, quirky son was gone. 

We inhabit a world apart because no one else can understand the nature of this beast. That’s why I look for ways to connect with other grieving parents. They understand me in a way no one else can.

I honor Henry’s memory by volunteering in my community and working the polls on election day.

I connect with him each time I meditate.

I introduce my son to others through my writing.

Please share your own experience in a comment.