Fine.
That's the only really answer I can give to "How are you doing?"
Fine.
"How are the Boys?"
Fine.
Anything else is just too complicated. And maybe people really don't want to know the whole answer. So "fine" seems to work just fine.
But the real answer is that hurts tremendously. Words do not describe the intense pain of what has happened. And how we must move forward and get on with our lives.
The best way I can describe it is that this is similar to a third degree burn. It hurts. It really, really hurts. It hurts yesterday, today and I know it will hurt tomorrow.
Oh, a scab might start to form as the pain heals. But everyday, there is something that rips the wound open again. Today it was reading the Creve Coeur City August Newsletter which had a feature story of Kathleen on the front page. The pain and bleeding starts again.
In time I suppose, the scab will form and fall off.
But the scar will be there forever.
As a reminder of what happened.
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We are well intentioned when we ask "how are you?" And yes we do understand when you say "fine." But don't ever hesitate, not even for a moment, if you want to elaborate; it's amazing how much better you can feel when you have a friendly ear that listens as you ramble on with all your thoughts tumbling out. We will always be here, if ever you need an ear or a shoulder.
sometimes, you may find, I know I have, that the scar gives off a phantom pain. Not intense, not even startling in its degree, just a ghost of what had before seemed that it would never fade. It stops you just long enough to pause, take a deep breath and either smile or frown, depending on the day, the time or the location when it hits. I think its good though, at least I've been grateful for the moments when I smiled or even laughed to myself....I don't resent the frowns they have to come, too....it just the yin and yan of it....
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