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This is in response to those hundreds that have read an ‘Open Letter to those that choose that moment’.

There is a part of me that is slightly shocked at how many……daily read this open letter and secretly very happy.
After my father decided June 22nd, 1995 to end his pain in this world and my hope is, join his bride in heaven, I felt that this subject was not “off limits “. If someone asked me how he died, I have always responded with ‘he took his own life’.

For me, raised as Church of England, as a Protestant, it seems as natural as dying of cancer. It was his choice. While I would have loved for him to walk me down the aisle (I eloped at 36) and have held my two beautiful girls. It was not to be. Just as losing some of the most giving, brilliant people close to me in the last 42 years.

My father, to my girls, Papa Tom, (I painted a life sized painting of him in grad school, after his death, that hangs in our living room) it seems like they accept him, as I do.

I am proud of those that have risked to read this letter.

To all those that have chosen this path, you are loved, missed and live on in the hearts of those you left behind.

I adore you.