I think I'm going to write a book called The Wrong Things. It will be filled with the idiotic things people say when someone dies, or is sick, or...hell...I guess this applies to any situation!
When your daughter invites you to her graduation--a HUGE milestone for her, after her husband and 2 dogs and best friend died throughout the process--the WRONG thing to say is, "We'll be there if you want us to. It doesn't really matter to us, so if you want to invite other people you can." Is it any wonder that I am f'ed up, and constantly longing for connection or belonging (though running out of courage or energy to actually seek it)?
When you visit your best girlfriend of many years (that would be me!), the WRONG thing to say is, "I liked your house better when D was in it. It's probably more beautiful now, but I still liked it better with him here." Duh. So did I. It was filled with laughter and playfulness and love. But it's just me now, and there's not much I can do about that. Is there ANY way in which that statement can make me feel good about ANYTHING?
