For every suicide survivor, there is one day a year that is especially hard; the day they lost their loved one to suicide. This is an anniversary celebrated only in tears and private moments of reflection. Today is February 3rd, 2012; two years to the day that we lost our Anthony.
Anthony Arik Porcelli was only 21 years old when he lost his life. The words to describe his life do not really exist, because none of them sum up the beauty of his unique soul. I could tell you about all the wonderful things that he did, the way he made people laugh, the way he loved; but you will still never understand the loss that we feel. As I can never fully understand the loss of someone I have never known. I wish you could have known Anthony!
The unbearable reality is that it did not have to turn out this way. But with all loss, acceptance is crucial. We cannot stay in a state of misery forever. There is one thing that I am sure, Anthony never wanted to create such devastating feelings for the one's he loved. As I start out another day without my friend, I take it upon myself to smile at everyone I see and open my heart to a stranger. I do not know the struggles of others, but I will do my best to ease the weight on their shoulders today.
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