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Kathys CommentsI thank God for bringing me out of the darkness into the light

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In her book A Silent Scream author and entrepreneur Patricia Yarbrough shares the pain and heartache that a grieving mother suffers through after the loss of a child. Despite her outwardly successful life, the thoughts that her son her friend gone forever piloted Patricia on a self-destructive journey. In a declining state of health, Patricia's anguish over her sons death propagated her loss from one son to a husband and four other children.

"Grieving is hard enough, to have to do it alone is even harder. As it is you feel no one understands how you feel, no cares", says Patricia.

The book was painful to write, and even though it took her six years to complete, Patricia was compelled and obligated for her story to be heard. When asked about the title, Patricia said, "When you lose a child, especially to murder, the intense pain (grief) it hurts so bad deep down in your heart, and can last a lifetime. Everyone tells you it's time to move on, that you should be over your loss. So you hide your grief (scream) inside".

When someone is murdered, the death comes without warning. A parent might watch a game with a child on a Sunday afternoon -- and then never see or hold or speak to that child again. Each member of a family is likely to grieve differently, creating a potential for conflict. Siblings of the victim may feel neglected by their parents or suddenly overprotected. Spouses may be unable to give each other support when it is needed most.

Hundreds of books have been published that follow murderers along their paths of destruction. And yet just a handful of books have looked at murder from the victim’s survivors perspective. A Silent Scream pays homage to the survivors.

Patricia Yarbrough is a highly sought-after speaker for grief support organizations. After several successful years as a Healthcare Manager, Patricia decided to follow her passion and write full-time.

I walked the halls of the hospital so many times, back and forth leaving my footprints on the floor. As I walked I prayed one day Kenny and I will walk back down that same hallway, to that same cold waiting room, where I spent eighteen hours waiting for him. So much I wanted to share with him, the cars that were lined up outside of the hospital, his friends that slept in chairs, bowed up in a corner with their head down crying, the fire extinguisher that his cousin Gary broke, when he heard of the news. The sound of my mother whispering in my ear recite the twenty third psalm, so much to share a pass I was hoping would be for the both of us. As I was walking down the hall of the hospital all sort of things were racing through my mind. What was Kenny thinking about when he was shot? Was he thinking about me? Did he call my name? Was he cold as he lay on the ground bleeding to death? I would never know. So many questions no answers. How can you shoot someone and go home and go to sleep. I asked myself that questions over and over again no answers just tears. Young people dying on the street, the sound of gunfire makes my heart skip a beat, mothers are screaming why, receiving no answers to their cries, Kenny was my son who made the choice for him to die. While the perpetrators slept through the night, my child fought to live. Our dreams were shattered. The thought of not being able to watch no more football games with him, no more coming home to him lying in the front of the television as though he owned it. At this moment I was thinking and crying, asking myself will we get to do these together again. I smiled as I thought about the good times we shared, that smiled turned quickly as I thought about Kenny lying there fighting for his life, and so was I.

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