First is an event hosted by a friend in recognition of International Survivors of Suicide Loss Day, which is today. There’s going to be a screening of a film produced by the American Foundation for Suicide Prevention called Family Journeys: Healing and Hope after a Suicide. I believe she also has a speech prepared. I am happy she is able to bring attention to this issue in our community by hosting. She’s done a great job so far. I do hope it will continue year after year. You can learn more about it here and sign up for the event in your own community.
Unfortunately, I’ll probably have to duck out early to head to my friends’ house for a birthday party for their 1 year old. I can’t believe it’s already been one year! He’s gotten so big. The theme is How to Train Your Dragon, and hopefully, he’ll wear his Toothless Halloween costume at least long enough for me to get a picture since we missed him on Halloween.
If we were having coffee, I’d also invite you to come back this evening to help us put together some raised garden beds for the backyard. Don’t worry, dinner would be provided. Our previous garden beds did not stand up well to two playful pups, so reinforcements and fencing is needed to keep next year’s veggies firmly rooted in the ground.
If we were having coffee, I’d ask you what your plans are for Thanksgiving, and I’d share mine. We’ll be travelling to both of our parents’ houses for a meal, and hopefully we can squeeze in a little celebration of our own. I’ve already volunteered our house for my family Christmas celebration. Next weekend, you’re invited to come decorate with me.
We would laugh about how I finally surpassed 10,000 words for NaNoWriMo, and joke about trying again next year. At least I’ve been reading more now that the weather has finally turned cold. I am writing more, too, just not at the pace that my fellow WriMos are. I still intend to finish.
I am excited to tell you I finally received Sandman: Overture. It was supposed to be a Christmas present, but Cam guessed what it was by Amazon’s not so subtle package. He promised not to touch it until Christmas. Like he has time anyway, with finals coming up and a CompTia exam scheduled in December.
I hate to rush off so soon, but we’ll see each other again next week. And I’ll see you in about an hour at WKU’s Health Complex to learn more about supporting survivors of suicide. Now, I’m off to buy a birthday present. I believe my discount at the book store has come in handy this time of year.