I am taking a stand
I recently attended a “Coming Out” candlelight vigil at the Blue Frog in Cortland, in memory of those innocents who were lost due to many hateful actions of homophobic people…
Loving my first born child
I remember the day we brought her home from the hospital, appalled that ‘they’ had let ‘us’ bring her home all by ourselves. We were in our thirties, but we…
The Stigma of Suicide
A survivor of suicide – that’s what they now call people like me. My daughter died at the age of 33 on March 20, 2006. It hardly seems possible that…
In His Absence
When I speak of my son, Aeryn M. J. Gillern, I find myself interweaving the past and present tense, but never the future. I do this because my son disappeared…