Yesterday, while I was rewatching Hamilton, I took special note of the word “unimaginable” in “It’s Quiet Uptown,” which shows family members dealing with an unimaginable loss.
I just found “It’s Quiet Uptown” on YouTube by searching for “unimaginable.”
When I was capturing the following images throughout the day, I hadn’t yet read some unimaginable news.
Then, right before I turned off the lights to go to sleep, I saw the unimaginable news: the death by suicide of the beloved Stephen “tWitch” Boss.
I don’t know why suicide is still unimaginable to me after all the years I’ve spent working with people’s emotional pain, physical pain, suicidal thoughts, and unimaginable traumas.
It’s still unimaginable to me that this man is gone.
For those who are dealing with unimaginable pain or loss, please call 988, Samaritans, 800-273-8255, or any suicide/crisis hotline.
Thanks to all who helped me create this unimaginable post, including you.
amen
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Favorite childhood dish…round steak with mushroom gravy and roasted carrots and potatoes tied with … tuna noodle casserole!
Thanks for sharing those favorites, Lisa!
I love hamilton!
I hate that we’ve lost someone else to suicide. So sad.
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The loss of tWitch is so hard because it’s difficult to imagine someone so full of life being gone.
My favorite dish as a kid was also tuna noodle casserole. Fortunately we had it often. Campbell’s soup had a program that would send money to schools if parents mailed in can labels and I tell people my school had a wing named after my mother.
Many thanks for another full-of-life comment, my friend.
Yes, Ann, so unimaginable.
I still can’t make sense of it, Mark.