My sister’s birthday. We used to always make time for a phone call on our birthdays. We were best of friends. But no longer. Violent loss, a criminal investigation, and sensational news coverage—which ideally would bring families together—all too often rips families apart, destroying that safe harbor family members need during traumatic and highly emotional times.
This is one of the issues I address in Dare I Call It Murder?: A Memoir of Violent Loss, because I have learned that, sadly, this phenomenon seems to be all too common. This is such an important factor I open the book with it, and I address the issue in detail in the closing chapters.
My fervent wish is that when a loved one dies a violent and/or criminal death, particularly in the case of murder, that family members come together to support one another rather than increase the trauma by bickering among themselves.
Read an excerpt from the book . . .
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