Today is World Suicide Prevention Day, and all I can think to say is HE DIDN’T DIE!

He tried once, and tried again, but OH MY GOD I’m so glad it didn’t work. He is alive and well and still with me and our children and together we get another chance to carry on each day trying to find hope and happiness and a reason to go on living.

And that thought is enough to remind me of all of the happy, easy moments we have had together in the short months since that day he could have died. Walking on the beach and marveling at the crazy crashing waves. All those many hours curled up on our bed together, reading our books, talking about our kids. Getting cozy in a hotel room on our anniversary. Watching our daughters play endless soccer games.  Fishing with our nieces and nephews. Enjoying a crepe breakfast with our friends. Going out for chai latte and coffee on a regular basis, now that our kids are old enough to be left alone.

None of those are monumental moments in a marriage, but they are monumental in OUR marriage, because they almost didn’t happen.

I love you buddy, and I thank God you didn’t die.

For rushing out this morning, a little ticked off and a little impatient, I apologize. I will never be perfect, and I will never treat you perfectly, because I am human, but I love you and I want to grow old with you and I am thankful EVERY SINGLE DAY that you didn’t die.

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