Thursday, July 4, 2013

Keeping it Casual

The other day, I was browsing in Things Remembered, and the saleslady complimented me on my owl necklace.  And it just came out.  I told her exactly why I wore that necklace.  I told her how it reminds me of Kenley and that I have many that I rotate through day to day.   And guess what?  Neither of us cried - and both of us are still alive.   She said she was sorry for my loss and then she told me that she was glad I was able to find ways to remember my daughter.  

Here's the thing:

I am going to bring up my daughter in casual conversation. I am going to talk about being pregnant.  I am going to talk about things I am doing as a result of her death.   It is going to happen.  

If we are talking about vacation, I am going to tell you about my trips and how I took pictures of her K.   If the conversation swings over to the fact that eating red sauce gives you heartburn, I am going to mention that I took Prilosec the last trimester so I didn't feel like a fire-breathing dragon all the time.  I will tell you about the charities I am helping with because it is healing for me.  I will tell you about the women I have met through my blog.  I am going to talk about her and all the change her brief existence brought into my life. 

It is not to make you uncomfortable.  It is not to bring attention to myself or to make you feel sorry for me.  It is simply because she is a part of my life and talking about parts of your life is a part of basic human interaction.  The fact that she is dead should not change what I am allowed to say about her or how I am allowed to communicate with others.  

If I start to cry, which might happen depending on the topic and my mood,  don't fret.  Don't try to make me feel better.  Don't hush-hush and there-there me.   I am crying because this is often very overwhelming, and sometimes I just can't help it.  Sometimes, the tears come out of nowhere, and I don't even know it's going to happen until it does.  I don't want to cry in front of you, but I have gotten used to being taken over by tears, and I'll get myself under control fairly quickly. 

Kenley is a part of my daily life.  End of story.  Sometimes that fact brings me heartache and sometimes it brings me joy, but either way, she is not going anywhere.  She will be talked about.  I think that sometimes catches people off-guard - so I am warning you all now.   If you can't handle that, then don't talk to me.  But, really - if I can handle it, then you surely can.  


  1. Good For You!!! :) Our angel babies are a part of our life and it is okay to talk about them and include them!! So glad the saleslady was nice about you sharing Kenley with her. <3

  2. Anyone who would not understand this is not a real friend. I would expect that only the coolest of characters would be in your circle of friends so hopefully this does not really apply to any of them! Smiles, Tracey