“On a scale of 1-10 how honest do you want me to be?”
That used to be my attempt at a joke in response to the question, “How are you?”
I don’t use that line anymore since it immediately brings down the atmosphere. Now if I’m having a hard day I just say, “Well, I’m here.” I have forced myself to stop lying by saying, “I’m fine.” But the majority of people aren’t ready for my reality so I spare them the weight of a truthful answer by silence, evasion, vagueness or humor.
It has been 1 year, 8 months and 24 days since Jon died and there are still some days that the pain level is the same intensity as it was in the first weeks.
The world moves on, but for the grieving, time is fluid. We move forward because we have no choice, but our hearts are…
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