My only son took his life and passed from this world to the next on July 15th, 2011. Tyler Johnson loved life more than anyone I have ever known. So finding him near death in his apartment in College Station on the afternoon of July 14th was incomprehensible then, and in many ways still is today.
My goals in writing this blog are in some ways quite selfish. I hope that I can experience emotional catharsis by sharing these thoughts, emotions, and feelings. But I also hope that someone who may now, or sometime in the future, be contemplating suicide might stumble across this blog and have a glimpse into the utter devastation that suicide causes to the lives of those left behind. And finally, and most importantly, I want to honor the legacy of a young man who lived more in 20 years than I can hope to live in 80 years.
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