It has been a bittersweet journey to say the least. As a survivor of a child's suicide one can not begin to tell the story without the many traumatic and painful remembrances, along the way. It started for me, April 5, 2003, when my son, Kaniela, who was a senior in high school, two months before graduation, took his life, died by suicide. As I write this page, this day's date is March 30, 2018 and tomorrow is Kani's birthday. Five days later it is his memorial date. The tape plays all over once again, in my mind as I write this. It's never-ending and right under the surface. However, as most will say, "Life goes on!" For most, yes it does, for some who have experienced degrees far more than others could ever imagine in their loss by suicide. Ttake a longer time, full of complexities, unimaginable. And with that we continue to support as best we can.
As a group we connect with resources that help to bring the training to community. Provide events and opportunities to meet, volunteer, learn about ways in which one can take an action step to STOP SUICIDE.