I’m used to the lies by now. They are common and easy to say. I say them for the sake of other people, but also for myself. I have to lie so that I’m not always the guy that sucks the air out of a room, even if that room is the entire outdoors on a glorious fall day at the farmer’s market and someone has questions about me, about my life, about how I’m doing. There is no point in ruining every idle conversation and friendly chatter with truth about my dead son Silas.
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October 22, 2011 at 9:26 am
Kristina
Amazing writing, as always. So touching, heartfelt, and honest. Way to put yourself out there for others.
I said hi to Silas as I was leaving for work at 6:20am yesterday morning. When I walked outside, it was so dark and the stars and moon so bright that it was hard to believe it was almost dawn. I looked up into the sky, saw Orion large and bright hanging in the sky above me, and said out loud “Hi Silas Orion.” I hope he heard me. ((HUGS))