Dear You:
The silence is deafening. So much unsaid and unresolved.
There’s an elephant in the room screaming for attention.
We know it’s there but we each try to pretend it isn’t and walk around it.
“How was your meeting”?
“Fine”
“How was Louie on his walk”?
“He was OK”
“Do you want something to eat”?
”No thanks I’m not hungry”
“How are you feeling”? Oops wrong thing to say – may have to talk about feelings.
“I’m OK”.
Phew – that was close.
Wouldn’t it be better if we talked about this even if it might be painful?