“We are living every day with the fact that our son died, that our son who was supposed to be alive is not." Heather Straughter was 36 when her four-year-old son Jake suddenly died. She thought it would destroy her.
“All I can say is, you can dig deep, figure out where you are, and figure out where you want to be, and for me, I found the answer was in this place of yes,” Heather said.
Introducing “A Place of YES,” a podcast about channeling your grief to create something good. Coming this February, the non-profit Jake’s Help From Heaven will be releasing weekly episodes showcasing the good that has been done in the 13 years since Jake’s death. You’ll meet mothers who know Heather’s grief and her joy. You’ll get to know the children who have been helped by Jake, and you’ll meet the people who have helped make all this joy possible.
I was born with Wolff Parkinson White syndrome, i wish my parents were more open and honest about the seriousness of my condition. Luckily i had an ablation and am currently healthy but honesty and respect is always appreciated, esp when its from a parent ❤️
It took me 8 years to get a diagnosis. When you have a rare disorder, sometimes you never get an answer. I was diagnosed with Ragged Red fiber Mitochondrial Myopathy. I'm lucky to still be alive.
eating animal liver each day which is high in copper may have helped menkes. its possible it would be better than the copper histidine injections due to the copper in liver being accompanied by all the other things needed to metabolize it just like in our liver.
This was an amazing interview. I’m the friend from Washington state who flew in. This family means so much to me. And to have their story out is so awesome!! Thank you for this!!❤❤
We have that in common mystery I've known kayla for years. She's an amazing young lady , a mom and a great friend. Your awesome always being there for her J and Mia & Jax. Hope to meet you one day 💓
Today would have been my grandma 's birthday. She died last year. It's still hard. But it made me realise that I need to make more memories with the people in my life.
I lost my child to cancer. She was 9 years old. She died in 1996. You never get over the loss, you go through it, you have the good memories that help you. There are also what I call the bad memories too. Like when I spoke sternly to her or yelled etc. I have tried to feel how she felt during those not so great memories, and I’ve gone from crying to just feeling terrible to learning to reach for the better memories. Talking about her is the best way to keep her alive. But there are some people who want to live in misery or choose not to remember anything,for whatever the reasoning. The very best thing is never to say “get over it”. We are all different. I found the best thing to do is stay silent and just listen.
Oh please don’t cry. Make new memories and cherish the ones that you do have. I myself as a single mom did not have all of the things i dreamt of with my kids due to financial limitations but there have been so many wonderful moments
This is a different conversation when your child passes away like ours did. We didn’t get any moments after that happened. We dont get to make new memories.
Qué experiencia tan difícil han vivido familia. Las noticias nos llegaban a través de la abuela Alcira, rezábamos con la esperanza de acercarnos a ustedes emocionalmente. El sufrimiento de los padres es indescriptible, no hay explicación suficiente para el dolor de una madre y de un padre en circunstancias como estas, pero lo que sí se puede percibir es el amor que ambos dedicaron a Jake. En cada palabra, resuena un amor inquebrantable. Los amamos familia! ❤
