She knew that my dog Neville Longbottom had passed away a few months prior, and I could see that she was struggling with how to apologize for bringing up the loss of a pet.Without skipping a beat, I stepped in. “Please don’t say sorry for bringing that up.
Any reminder of Neville is a reason for me to smile. He was the best thing to happen to me.”“Wow,” she replied. “Thank you. Can I ask you something?” she hesitated before continuing.“You seem like you’re in a great place.
How long did it take you to get there?”I laughed a little. I had gotten pretty good at pretending like I was fine. But I was a mess that day, and I’m still a mess now.Read more on positivelypositive.com