Impact Statement: Robert Detwiler
To think I must sum up my brother’s life on a piece of paper of what he meant to me and how much this has impacted my life is beyond me. No words can sum up 33 years of memories and one year of heartbreak. Robert Detwiler was not only my brother but a best friend.
April Barbosa’s Wellbeing through Grief
My soul had been shattered, I was no longer in control, and my mental health was deteriorating. How could I live when I hadn’t even realized my younger daughter was in danger? I had given up without even knowing it.
Jackie’s Irish Strawberry Tree
We planted Jackie’s Irish strawberry tree on his first heavenly anniversary. The beautiful sunny day was filled with love and grief, and our hearts are still in total disbelief.
Bernadette’s Journey through Grief
It’s been nearly 29 years since my mother’s murder. I was a 20-year-old college student, and I wish I would have known all my feelings were valid and that no one’s grief is the same. Two people can deal with the same loss differently, and that’s alright.
My Father’s Footprint
I never imagined my life would change in such a drastic way for the rest of my life. On January 10, 2021, my father was murdered. My father was my everything.
Surviving Father’s Day: Reminiscing My Love For Baseball with My Father
My advice for everyone on Father’s Day is to do something you guys loved to do, whether it’s a sport, shopping, eating, etc. Do something in his memory, and if you still have your father, please don’t take him for granted. Cherish your loved ones.
Surviving Father’s Day: Reminiscing Memories with my Father
I lost my dad on August 5th, 2017, and around those dates, I had just turned 17 and started my senior year of high school. Singing happy birthday to a picture is the worst part; waiting for their return is hard, and it’s most challenging when you realize that they will never come back.
A Twin Sister’s Grief
I’m still learning to get pass the dark days all alone. Yet many nights here without you, I wake up to screaming out loud, with a screeching moan. This is a never ending nightmare this has torn me in half.
It’s Okay
I’ve learned so many ways to cope with the murder of my son, Jaron, in 2006, thanks to Homicide Survivors and all my HSI ‘family’. One of the most important lessons I learned is to know when to say “it’s okay”.
The Empty Seat at The Table
Survivors carry the pain and grief of losing our loved ones on a daily basis, but the pain is even heavier around special occasions and holidays. This is because on the most “special” days, once again, our loved ones are not here, and there is an empty seat at the table.