New York City, I met you when I was too young to like you. In fact, I kind of hated you. You gave me so much anxiety that I wouldn’t eat leading up to our encounter. With an hour train ride between us, it was easy to take you for granted. But now I know you more personally and see you're just misunderstood. These days, it seems as though the rain will never stop, and black puddle water has ruined my shoes. But you always make up for it with your sunsets and the silhouette of

Today is International Survivors of Suicide Loss Day. I carry a few friends with me all day and though my heart is heavy, I remember to be grateful for this one, precious life, in honor of those we've lost. To those who aren't with us, we love and miss you, and your memory has made a difference in our world. Today I want to share an anecdote from this week that gave me hope. On Tuesday I was fortunate enough to meet a musical (and spoken word) inspiration, Mary Lambert, and w