Dale, my brother, my best friend:



Today, it was two years ago that you took your own life. I am still only half a person. I only love half as much as I used to. I don't go to the beach any more. I think of you every day. If only I could have just one more day with you. I missed calling you on May 10th to tell you happy birthday. I missed you calling me on May 30th, to tell me happy birthday. I miss your smile, you saying: "I love you sissy". I miss you....

My brother who had just turned 41 in January shot himself suddenly on March 4, 2007. He had been on antidepressants and had just stopped taking them. He had called and talked to me and said he was sorry and he loved me just minutes prior to his death. I keep hearing him telling me those words and still feel the pain as if it were today. I will love him, always even though I can no longer tell him and will miss him, always.

My brother, Adam, shot himself on May 17th 2007. I still cannot believe that he is gone. He was only 26 years old. I have never felt such raw, agonizing pain. I think of him every moment of every day. I feel paralyzed. I just can't seem to make sense of this tragedy -- it doesn't make sense. I hope that he has found the peace that he was looking for. I miss you Adam. I love you!

My brother shot himself on March 15, 2007. He was 26. I still have a hard time coming to face the reality that he is gone. All of my family lives four hours away and I feel alone in my grief most times. I not only feel the grief of losing my brother, but the grief of watching my parents go through this. It hurts terribly to see them so broken. I get by most days, but this week I have been obsessed with it. Too many triggers. Father's day is around the corner and I feel for my parents. I know he is at peace now and just wish the rest of us could be too.

I lost my sister in 1989 when I was 12 and she was 14. Now two months shy of my 30th birthday, I write my first posting about it.

I was just a kid back then, and dealing with her death really made my teenage years a real bad time for me. Now I've spent more time in life without her than with her, Which is sad.

I wish I could talk to her again. I miss her so much.

Not once in my wildest dreams did I ever think I would be sitting here typing the words I am about to type....All this seems so unreal.So unfair. My brother killed himself on May 4th. Exactly three days after my birthday and six before his 29th birthday. I don't understand. Many people tell me it is a disease...but my brother wasn't sick. He was having relationship problems..but never did I realize he was hurting this bad. He leaves behind two kids, a set of grandparents, parents, and a sister. I feel so lost empty without my brother. He truly was like my best friend. I worked for him. I know he would want me to stay strong but how I ask? Just how. How do I go on? How do I not hurt? May god bless everyone who has to face such a tragedy like this. It seems unfair...and so horrible...I hope god will grant me strength to continue to go on and keep his name alive. I love you Michael!

I lost My brother Steve June 20th 2006. His birthday is coming up June 1st and the anniversay of his death soon. This is a very hard time I miss him so much and wish he was here. I pray that his two children be ok and that they always remember how great of dad they had. I love you Steve. Happy birthday up there!

My beautiful sister took her life on Saturday. It's Friday. She was still here a week ago tonight. I still had the chance to listen, to change things, but I didn't call her back. My two sisters and I are going to the M.E. on Sunday so that we can identify her together. We chose to donate what we could to help others. We're in a fog, but finding out just how strong we are, together. We can't afford her burial so that M.E. is helping us. I want my sister back. I'm so sorry that I didn't call her back! She must have been in such pain, and she didn't tell me. Her service will be on June 4th. I know she is in God's hands. My prayers are for my sisters. We're all we have left, but it's more than whole families can ever imagine. We are all best friends. We're just missing one of us and it's so hard.

In Loving Memory of Our Love One!

DENISE RENEE

BORN AUGUST 6, 1976 deceased MAY 16, 2004

Missed and greatly loved by Mom

You're loving brothers Richard & Brian

Austin & Autumn-your loving children.



HAPPY MOTHERS DAY TO ALL MOTHERS ON EARTH AND IN HEAVEN.

Denise as you watch from Heaven as a bright shinning star, STAR the name you chose

Your Loving two children Austin & Autumn greatly miss your Mothers Love and you will always be loved in our hearts.

Never Forgotten.

Selfish thoughts in my heart. "Denise I know you are truly Gods Angel in Heaven". All feet here on earth, however in heaven I imagine the elephant with Angel animal wings and you with Angel wings teaching all the Angel Animals to dance. One special song to you and me is "You are MY SUN SHINE.

"Mothers shower your children always with love, kisses, hugs and most of all the words to them



From Vivian Lee Montgomery

MOTHERS DAY

2007

Dear Thomas-

I wanted to write you a letter to express how much I miss you! I miss your input. I miss arguing w/you. I miss laughing w/you. I miss going down memory lane w/you. I MISS YOU! My daughter misses you...mommy and daddy miss you...we wish more than anything you were here. I don't think I will ever get over this. All I keep thinking is that you proved your point....now knock it off. But its not that easy. Your gone forever. I just hope your watching over us and I pray that your no longer in pain. I love you more than I can ever express and I miss you more!

I recently lost my only brother to suicide on March 18, 2007. Life has never been more difficult for me as he was my only immediate family member left. Both of our parents predeceased us at the age of 51. My brother was only 33 and had so much to live for, as his only daughter just turned one. She will never get to know him now. It is just so overwhelming for me to deal with all of this. I recently found out the battle he was dealing with, paranoid schizophrenia. Although he was never correctly diagnosed and maybe with the proper meds he would still be here.

I lost my brother to suicide on may 23,2006.He hung himself in his garage.people talk about suicide that it only happens to mentally ill people.There was nothing wrong with our brother He was a marine for 19years has a wonderfull wife and children.He was 10months older than me.It has been very hard trying to deal with his death.I just don't understand why.He had everything to live for.

this is my second entry today

about the suicide of my sister.

After reading a wonderful book

by Kay Redfield Jamison who is

a pyscharist suffering from

bi-polar manic-depressive

disease made me so very sad

I could not give my sister the

support she needed with this

disease. Reading the book was

like looking at my sisters life

Only this Dr. did have a support system which helped her

not want to take her life.My

sister had tried once at 14 and

made many threats. If she had

only been diagnosed sooner.

Perhaps I could have been there

to somehow help. If only I would have kown.

It will be a year June 4.

my sister shot herself in the

head on June 4th of 07. I got

the phone call at 1:30 in the

morning. She had just turned

50 and was at the time living

with our 85 yr old mother.

She had phoned the police to

tell them what she was going

to do.

they tried to keep her on the

phone but to no avail. She

unbknownst to us until to

late suffered from bi-polar

manic-depressive disesase.

Since a teenager I now know.

My grief never seems to leave

for very long. My life has

changed forever.

It was 2 years ago today that my brother's pain outran his hope. He was a warrior who won many battles, but lost his war. He was the strongest man I knew, besides my father. I hope he feels the love now, that he was unable to feel through his darkness. I miss you Ray and hope you know how very much you were loved.

I lost my brother to suicide on Feb. 13th this year. It is the most crushing thing I have ever experienced and I have experienced other bad things, but this is worse. The roller coaster of emotions is so intense, it is physically draining. I want to get off and can't. I walk, talk, eat, breath, but don't feel at times. He said he felt Lost and I said you are not lost and if you are we will come find you and I didn't. I could not save him and I can't get that out of my head!!

I lost my only family member that I had left, my younger brother, Kevin Coffey, on December 18, 2000. I will never forget that day for as long as I live. Hearing that he hanged himself almost killed me. I never felt so alone in my life as I did at that moment. We has lost our Dad 3 years earlier. Dad raised Kevin and I. It was always just the 3 of us. Now I am the only one left. I can't get over the grief of losing him, I have been seeing a psychiatrist and taking anti-depressants since my Dad died but there is such a void in my life that will never be filled. I miss him so very much and would give anything in the world just to hug him and tell him that I love him one more time.

cont. Sure, people look at me and say how well I am doing, but that is all the surface stuff. I cry inside everyday-for many reasons. Knowing that my brother is not coming back; his daughters, our family; Me. I feel this guilt that I know will never go away, and so I continue to cry for my brother and everyone else. There are times when I think I am coping well with the situation. Pretended that he moved or that I am just not talking to him right now- if this was only true. This fantasy that I live in brings me a small bit of happiness, but fades quickly. Tears are flowing but no water. I guess I just needed to vent...

Where do I even start? It seems like time has become irrelevant since my brother died October 8, 2005, I have become confused about life and what the purpose of all this really means. People say that "God will not give us more than we can handle", but they do not bear my burden. Since I saw my brother tragically hanging from a rope in the attic I have never been the same.

It has been over a year now. I have gone through the holidays and birthdays w/o my brother. I have recently planned a trip w/my whole family. I have even picked up the phone to invite him. I want him so much to be there. My mom has mentioned it. He loved to travel. He will be missed so much on this trip. It seems like it has been a while since I cried for him. But every time I stop and think about that, I cry like he died yesterday. I lost my sister tragically 13yrs ago, my brother never got over that. I feel like he stole her thunder. I cry so much for him. I hardly have time to think of her. In the beginning, I wasn't mad. But I am now. I am angry at what he did to my parents. I am angry at what he did to my child.What he did to my sister and I. I miss my brother more than words or all the tears I have shed can say. I hate that he chose death. Although, I am happy that he doesnt have any worry or pain anymore.....I feel that he has taken all his pain and forced it on our family.