Yesterday was my birthday. I was honored and humbled by the outreach and good wishes I received from every channel possible. There were simple “happy birthdays,” badly sung but heartfelt versions of the Happy Birthday song, pictures of good times we’ve had together, memes and GIFs, and more.
I think of each person as an individual bloom in the bouquet of humans I’ve gathered who amaze, amuse, delight, love and challenge me. You know who you are.

Another Meaning for September 10
September 10 carries another meaning for me, too. My birthday coincides every year with World Suicide Prevention Day.
My brother Steve died by suicide in 2013, and his loss is always with me.

I didn’t see the signs. I didn’t understand the burdens he was carrying. I didn’t know he was on the precipice.
I will live forever with the ache of that distance, of not knowing how much he was hurting.
Over the years since Steve’s death, I have learned to give myself grace and not hold myself responsible for his tragedy. But I have also learned something else: silence gives suicide room to hide.
We have to talk about it.
Again, and again, and again.
Writing has been part of that for me. I’ve posted a handful of raw but meaningful poems and prose pieces here and in other forums, including at work, and I occasionally share them again in the hope that someone, even just one person, will hear something they need to hear or find the courage to speak.
Over the years, quiet words of thanks, glistening eyes during private conversations and messages from people who were hurting have been enough validation for me to keep sharing, keep writing and keep talking.
Will You Give Me a Belated Birthday Gift?

The theme for World Suicide Prevention Day is “Changing the Narrative on Suicide,” and its call to action is “Start the Conversation.”
So here’s the belated birthday present I’d like from you: take a few minutes to read the International Association for Suicide Prevention resource Taking Time to Reach Out. It offers practical guidance about signs to notice, ways to reach out and how to begin a difficult conversation, along with links to additional resources.
Take it from me: you never know when you might need to have a conversation like this.
One of the most useful things I’ve learned is to begin simply: “Are you OK?”
And when the automatic answer is “I’m fine”: “No, really. Are you OK?”
And if you are genuinely worried about someone, don’t be afraid to be direct: “Are you thinking about suicide?”
Starting the conversation won’t solve everything. But it can open a door that silence keeps closed.
I wish I had known to open that door for Steve.
A Few of My Suicide-Related Posts
If you or someone you know is in emotional distress or having thoughts of suicide in the United States, call or text 988 or visit the 988 Suicide & Crisis Lifeline at 988lifeline.org. Help is available 24/7. International suicide hotlines can be found here.
Thank you in advance for my gift.
And thank you for helping to start the conversation.
©️ 2026, Glover Gardens

I did this twice when I realized the issue. I just said, “Stay.” It worked both times. — Ray
Yes. “Stay” translates very well to “You matter.” Glad it worked!
Happy birthday yesterday! I have downloaded and read the resource ❤️
Not sure whether Happy Birthday is the right thing to say.
(Though it is…)
I didn’t know (or had forgotten) (sorry) your brother had committed suicide…
I can relate to that. My little sister did too. A long time ago. And as “survivors” we often wonder “if we’d seen the signs…” But it’s hard to see. All we can do is watch out for others we meet or know, because now we know the signs… I did that for a young blogger years ago. In her teens. Very troubled… I kept in “close” contact with her and helped her out. When she was over her crisis, she actually thanked me for “standing watch” over her.
So, all we can do is remember, and keep our eyes open.
Happy Birthday, regardless.
What an amazing story, and I’m sorry about your little sister. Do you have other siblings, or was that the end of someone who could say? “remember that time we”…
I love that you were able to intervene with someone and make a difference, which is the whole reason I posted this thing today. Keep on “starting the conversation”, my friend.
Thank you Kim. I still have two older brothers.
Be good.
Thank you for sharing. Your continued outreach is a beautiful, persistent journey.
Thank you, Sarah. It is definitely a journey. And I hope to somehow be a part of the journey of others, a safe journey.