Smile, though your heart is breaking....

I just found this post that I must have saved instead of publishing about one of my very first clients at work. I still feel it and wish I had posted it before.


From January: It's hard. Harder than I thought. Looking over at him, laying there in bed, unable to move himself, ignites something inside me. I know he is not at ease. I can tell he is in pain and his time is near. I know he is studying my face, my reactions. My unease exacerbates his unease, therefore I will smile. I will be chipper. I will joke with him. I will talk to him as if this is nothing but a mere social visit. It's what he enjoys. I see the smile crinkling his eyes.

This client passed away a few days later.

I'm excited!

There is going to be another wedding in our family! My (step)niece and her boyfriend of 8/9 years are FINALLY engaged!

I wonder if this gives me permission to look at wedding blogs and other wedding related things again...

I miss being a bride.