I will, obviously, be away from the computer while working with my family to get through this difficult time. I have many posts in advance, but they may be a bit jumbled.
It will be difficult for all of us to go on, but our family is hanging in there. We realize that things will get better, just not for a while. We will all have a variety of emotions, some of them confusing. There is no right way to grieve.
We have always been a close family, and one that talks about all sorts of issues. We believe that while David was deeply troubled, he never shared this with us, and there was nothing that any of us could have done to change the outcome. He was a teenage boy in pain, and he made a bad decision to solve his problems with a permanent solution.
David is part of our story. We will try to remember the good times. We will remember Day, the kindergarten students who told his teacher the only thing he couldn't do was spell floccinaucinihilipilification. Remember David, the middle schooler with the ponytail who rolled his eyes at his teachers. Remember Vid, who made YouTube videos and was interesting and quirky enough to be written up in his school newspapers both here and in the Philippines.
We wish, for all of our sakes, that David's story had a different ending. Make your own story one that brings joy instead of sadness to the world.
Because it is human nature to want to know what happened, the very bald Columbus Dispatch article is here. Please encourage anyone you know who is depressed and in pain to get help.