Sylvia Plath. Anne Sexton. Many other mother writers dead by their own actions. And now Allison Crews.
I never knew Allison. But I was impressed with her writing and her activist work. I wrote about how my students responded to her piece When I Was Garbage in a Mothering in the Ivory Tower column here at Literary Mama called Family Lit 101. I was moved by her as they were, as were the readers of the site she produced, Girl Mom. She will be missed.
I am sorry that she felt so alone. I cry for the son she left behind. I am sad to know that another one of us literary mamas did not make it.
Think of Allison. Hug your children. And write. Damn it. Keep writing. In that way, we honor her truths with our own.