My closest friends have gradually stopped mentioning our daughter who died two years ago, and I think they believe their silence is kindness while I'm starving for someone to say her name. We've all gotten good at surface conversations, but I don't know how to tell them that their protection feels like erasure.
More people experience this than they realize.
Sometimes love disguises itself as silence, but the grieving heart often mistakes protection for abandonment.
“Where Are You with The death of a child — the unnatural loss?”
If this sounds familiar, the Library can help you find the bigger picture.