Last week, when I heard about the suicides of designer, Kate Spade, and celebrity chef, Anthony Bourdain, I felt sadness and compassion, but also a sense of gratitude for escaping the hand of suicide. I stood at that door once, maybe even twice, but I decided not to walk through. Because I’ve felt the weight of hopelessness, I try to be understanding toward those who succumb to its power. I read once that faith has to do