I was doing some work on Alexander’s Run today and decided to stop by the bank to ask questions about setting up an account. The first question the bank rep asked me was “How’s the baby?”.
It’s been more than a year and I still have to tell people what happened. I’m sure my grief will never end (change over time but not end) but I wish I didn’t have to continue to tell people that Alexander has passed. Can’t they see the sadness and grief that surrounds me? Can’t they see a big part of me is missing? I got through our conversation without shedding any tears and I’m sure that’s the reason the bank person told me ‘I was doing so well’. If only she knew…
Remembering Alexander 