over the last 11 years i’ve come to almost numb myself when telling people my dad is dead. people don’t know what to say. they get uncomfortable. i feel bad that me sharing this fact about my life makes them uncomfortable. i almost forget that it’s sad information because i try to move past the interaction as quickly as possible. and besides, i can’t get Sad every time i have to share this fact with someone. but today my coworker made me feel so seen. her genuine reaction to my loss made me remember that others can, in fact, see my grief. i am grateful for it. and i am grateful to others who trust me to hold their grief. i cherish your sharing.


















