My Dad committed suicide when I was 13
Memories from the day and how it shaped me since
I read once that every major life event is accompanied by one of the five major senses. It may be the memory of the gentle touch of a loved ones hand, the smell of freshly cut grass, or perhaps there is a visual you just can’t get out of your head. For me, it was audible — the screaming, we couldn’t stop screaming.