FJM PART 5: Frankie meets Finley
In the past month, I have debated how I continue to share this journey through the grief of losing a child. What has become so blatantly obvious is that when people see Dave and I in person, they refrain from bringing up our loss. It seems that people are afraid to upset us or maybe think that we don’t want to talk about it or that it’s too hard. It’s not their fault. We were the same way before our lives were shattered with this situation, too. What I hope people reading this can learn to realize is that every time you see a parent you know is grieving their child and you DON’T bring up their loss or say their child’s name, it hurts worse. I’m always thinking about Francesca. ALWAYS. I always will find a way to intertwine her into conversation. Hearing her name out loud keeps her ALIVE for us. You are hurting us worse by not speaking of her. You are hurting us worse by not acknowledging our pain. Ignoring the pain makes us feel like it is insignificant. While that is NEVER