Man and I enter the elevator.
Man taps the 10th floor button and nods
to me for my selection. .
Me: 10th too thanks
Man: Oh lots of baby stuff. That was me yesterday. Feels like we’re moving in with so much stuff. It’s always so much stuff for just two days you know?
Me: Oh yep haha. (Insert awkward smile.)
Little did this man know I was hiding back misty eyes. He didn’t even have the slightest clue.
I wanted so badly to speak up. I mean how can I consider myself an advocate for bereaved parents if I can’t make simple talk over a donation? I guess I just didn’t want to ruin his joyful moment. So often the words - It’s just not fair - come to mind. Apparently, the cycle of grieve is right back at anger.
Don’t sin by letting anger control you. Think about it overnight and remain silent. -Psalm 4:4
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