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“I Looked Over to His Side of the Bed. He Wasn’t There. I Knew He Wouldn’t Be There, But for the First Time, It...

"I looked back to the bed. Still empty. And then it happened. I fell to my knees, and then to my back. It came from up from my gut. I could almost physically feel it moving to the top of my abdomen, to my chest, into my neck and then my head. I cannot describe the pain."

Mom Dies Giving Birth & Dad Lays Baby on Her Chest—10 Minutes Later, He Hears the Scream…

"You are so unbelievably excited that your child is born…and in the next moment you believe you’ll have to say farewell to your wife forever. It was like being numbed."

To the Christians Who Are Done With Church

"The church is far from perfect. Life is complex. There are growing options. And the post-modern mind distrusts most things organized or institutional. But as trendy as the idea of writing off the church may be, it’s a mistake."

Tosha Lorton

I am not a writer by any means, however I am a grieving mother from a rural area in north central Missouri. I’ve always had a passion for mental health and my day job is that of a case manager in a correctional center. I co-founded the non-profit organization MOMS Breaking the Silence after my middle child, Zayne’s suicide in hopes of saving lives and ending the stigma surrounding mental health. Most of my free time is spent making memories with my boyfriend, Stephen, my son, Dakotah and his girlfriend, Morgan, and my daughter, Bronwhyn. Learn more about our foundation on Facebook at MOMS Breaking the Silence.

That Was the Last Text I Ever Received from My Sweet Boy: “Sending People to Talk to Me Only Makes Things Worse”

"I text him back and then I just felt like something wasn’t right, like deep down. I tried calling him once, twice, three times. I just kept getting voicemail. About that time, I heard his dad scream and the phone went dead."