Honoring Nathan’s life. Letting his light shine hope into the world.
The Blue Bee Project was born from the unimaginable loss of our son to suicide. Out of heartbreak came a promise: to honor his life by helping others find hope.
While many organizations do important work raising awareness about suicide and mental health, this project is deeply personal. No one else can tell our son’s story, and his story is at the heart of everything we do.
Our purpose is simple, but meaningful:
- To honor our son’s life and share his story with honesty and love
- To share messages that remind people they are not alone
- To create or support meaningful actions that raise awareness and spread hope
We may be small like a bee, but we believe that even the smallest efforts can make a difference. We hope to keep Hope alive in and through our Blue Bee Project community — this means you, too. We hope that people find it in our stories, in our presence, in the places and events where we show up, and in every act of kindness sparked by someone in our hive. Like bees, we may scatter, each carrying goodness into new places, leaving behind traces of love and hope that ripple outward into other communities.

You are not alone.
There is hope. And we are here.
If you are in crisis, please call/text the Suicide and Crisis Lifeline at 988 or contact the Crisis Text Line by texting 741-741
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In Loving Memory of Nathan Lee Montez, Jr.
This blog is a space to share stories, memories, reflections, and events inspired by our son’s life. It is also a place to speak openly about mental health, grief, and hope. We hope it brings comfort, connection, and awareness to others who visit.
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This was our first time out on the town together as a family after losing Nathan. We were still finding our way, still feeling it all, but holding onto love, and finding hope in the little moments. #BlueBeeProject #FamilyHealing Holding Each Other Through the Unthinkable “Why?” It’s one of the first and hardest questions…
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After losing Nathan, life changed in ways I can’t fully put into words…silence. The world looked the same, but nothing felt the same because nothing would ever be the same after losing our son to suicide. There were days I’d sit in the quiet, waiting to hear his big laugh, his whistling, or even just…
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