Vilomah: A Sanskrit word meaning “against the natural order.”
Parents should never outlive their children. It’s against the natural order of things. When my son, Christopher, took his life in 2019, I became a mother without her child. A vilomah.
All vilomahs welcome here.
When Christopher died, I felt like I’d been put on an ice floe and shoved out to sea. Whether by myself or in a room crowded with friends and family, I felt desperately alone. I needed to find other people who literally, not just conceptually, understand what it’s like to lose a child.
I never have.
This newsletter is for vilomahs on ice floes of their own. Let’s float together.
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