Sharing the Hurt

Will and I take a walk with a girlfriend and her daughter almost every day. She was one of the three friends that I told about my pregnancy.

Yesterday, we were walking and talking about the odds and ends of parenting. Sleep schedules, eating, discipline, etc.

Then she asked me, "And how are you feeling?"

And she meant it. She really wanted to know how I was doing. Best of all, she listened when I answered. I didn't have to give the stock answer, I was able to speak from my heart.

Granted, we told very few people this time around, but even when we have told a lot of people in the past about losses, genuine interest in how we deal with those losses is extremely rare. People are sympathetic, but they are also uncomfortable talking about it. I don't fault our friends, but grieving silently is so very lonely.

There are little things that help me to heal. A brisk walk on a sunny day, a friend who truly cares, comments on this blog. Those are all things that help me to heal my heart.

Thank you.