Something unusual happened today.
I saw someone I know but rarely see. I hadn't seen this person since before Eva died. Maybe even before she was born. That's how infrequently we cross paths.
But this person said hello and then looked me in the eye and said she had seen Mike but hadn't seen me since our daughter died. She said she was sorry and that it was very sad. She didn't beat around the bush. She didn't avoid me. She didn't pretend nothing had happened. She admired a photo of Eva and told me how beautiful she was. I thanked her for not beating around the bush and for mentioning Eva.
Yes, it brought a few tears to my eyes but it was good.
Better than wondering if she knew our daughter had died.
Better than wondering if she even knew we had a daughter.