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Love You Dustin
I am making progress for the walk that I am organizing on September 18, 2010 at Davis Park, it will be a 2.5 mile walk and hopefully we can get a lot of people involved and raise a lot of money for the AFSP. I finally got the rental application, I filled it out and it has been submitted so it looks like this is really going to happen. It made me really sad when I heard that Marie Osmond’s son committed suicide last weekend, and then this morning in the paper there was an article about two teenage girls from Pennsylvania that had a suicide pact, there is too much of this going on with our children and young adults, awareness and prevention needs to be made more public so that people can receive the help they need and their loved ones take this disease more seriously. I know that I was guilty of not taking this serious, if someone said they were depressed I would think to myself, get over it and move on with your life. People who suffer with depression have a serious medical condition that involves the brain and interferes with their everyday life; they cannot just “get over it”.I continue to have good and bad days but because I have been extremely busy at work it leaves me little time to focus on me or what I am going through. It seems as though Saturday is my worst day of the week. Last Saturday when we were at the Enochs High Crab Feed I was talking to several of Dustin’s former co-workers and just talking to them about Dustin chokes me up. I like talking about Dustin because I want to keep his memory alive but I am not to the point yet where I can talk about him without becoming emotional. I still miss Dustin so much and sometimes I think he is just away like when he went to college and he will come home soon. Next week it will be six months since he left and it still seems so unreal.I have counseling next week with Vince and then later this month I start my second round of group therapy. I was ready for my last group therapy to end but I am looking forward to starting this new group. I have not been writing in my journal for the last couple of weeks, when I get home in the evening I am tired and my brain is fried. This week I was watching Oprah and she had Nick Schuyler on her show, Nick was in a boating accident with several NFL players last year. Nick was talking about what kept him going when the other three guys on the boat had passed away, he said that he could not picture his mom attending or planning his funeral, it was hard for me to hear him say that. No parent should have to make funeral arrangements or write an obituary for their child, it was the most painful thing that I have ever gone through in my life.

