Don’t Know What to Say?
To be honest with you, I don’t know what to say.
When I see you and want to speak to you, I usually say the
automatic, “Good morning, How are you?”
I know as soon as I’ve uttered those words that politely, you will
respond with the same phrase. That is
when I’m at a real loss for words.
Do I tell you the truth? Daddy raised me to believe that honesty was
the ONLY choice. Mom raised me not to
say anything if it isn’t nice. Chuck
taught me that even when you are miserable, you should keep going. You should take care of business, and whining
about your unpleasant situation isn’t going to change anything, so you might as
well accept your deal and invest your energy helping someone else.
I generally tell you, I’m
okay.
When you ask me is there anything
you can do for me, I don’t want to dismiss you, but honestly there is nothing
that can help me. I’m lost. I’m trying to function in this world without the
half of me that I loved more than life itself.
The only thing I need is gone.
I accept the love that came with your offer
and tell you I will call you if I need anything. I won’t.
I know that you don’t know what to
say or do. I’ve been where you are. I’ve wanted desperately to comfort a friend
who is hurting. I have said many of the
same things you have said to me. I have
worried that I would say something that would cause my friend more pain. Now, I know the truth. Words really can never
again hurt me.
So, feel free to talk or not
talk. More than likely, I won’t hear you
anyhow.
The only proper response to
hearing the news: “Oh no! That really sucks!”
