Note from a TWO reader and a sign of hope for the future:
It’s been almost 13 years since I lost my daughter to suicide. She was a beautiful caring young lady, a swimmer, a musician. She was also subject to bullying, much of it due to a younger special needs sister. Her life touched many, her death many more. It was a struggle to accept the unacceptable.
Its tormenting to hear of other suicides. Its bittersweet to hear of new awareness programs – its good that its happening, but sad that its necessary. Her birthday was 5 weeks ago. Last week was Pink Shirt Day. It was a difficult day, I broke down with one telephone call. The attitudes of school authorities haven’t changed much. It was the kids and parents that carried the day here.
Today I ran some errands. For some reason I grabbed my camera, and I even used a different route. That’s when I saw this sign, pulled over and took this picture. It wasn’t her school, but it is the same school district. Maybe we are making some progress. It was a better day.
