When others forget, we remember.
We remember the birthdays and the anniversaries of their passing, no matter how many years have gone by.
We collectively are members of a fraternity (and sorority) that none of us wanted to join for the price of admission is way too great….
We call or email to say we’re thinking of them on that ‘special’ day and to let them know their loved one is not forgotten..
We don’t need to circle the date on the calendar; it is ingrained in our psyche as much as if it were our own.
When others ask, “Aren’t you over it yet?” we know the answer is, “no and we never will be”.
When others stammer, at a loss for words, we know a light touch or a hug speaks volumes.
When others helped us in our time of need, we pay it forward by helping others in their time of need,
When we hear those trite clichés or stupid expressions of attempted compassion, we bite our tongues in muted silence.
When others ask, “how are you” they really don’t want to know, unless.. unless they’ve walked in our shoes and know the pain.
When others forget, we remember, for we grieve with you…..
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Thinking of your family and Emmie.....
