A friend let me know she was having her third miscarriage the other day. My heart jumped in my throat. This is someone who has already been through so much. Some things are so far beyond unfair.
Would you believe me though, if I told you I still struggle sometimes with words?
Almost 4 years in this community, and I can identify most of the wrong things to say. I write scripts and stories. I try to make things better for other people. And sometimes, still, when it comes to those I care about, words fail me.
I keep trying, of course. I keep trying, because the only thing worse than saying the wrong thing is saying nothing.
But darn it—sometimes it’s still not easy.
If you are hurting today, I am sorry for whatever brings you pain. Thinking of you and everyone in the community with love.
Even as a bereaved parent, I still don’t always know the right words to say.