This is such an important message, and it resonates with me for this week. I have reblogged this in the UK. We need to talk about it here too.
20 The number of days that have passed since my dad, a 58 year old cardiologist, went missing.
17 The number of days that have passed since my dad’s car was found.
16 The number of days that have passed since my dad was found.
10 The number of days that have passed since we celebrated my dad’s life.
Dad’s favourite view from the deck of our house on Cowichan Lake.
Tomorrow, January 28th, is Bell’s annual Let’s Talk Day. You’ve probably seen or heard some of the commercials that have been running recently. The one that really hit home has two guys at work talking about another colleague who has anxiety. Click here to view the video on YouTube.
Below is an excerpt from the speech I gave at my dad’s memorial. I’m…
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I’m so lucky that I’ve never suffered “black dog”, depression or whatever else you like to call it. Alas, I have at least two members of my family who have, do and, I suppose, always will. Just want to let them know that even if I haven’t suffered it, I’ve watched you do so – and am there to chat about it as long as you want.
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