Last night when Beau and I were laying in bed, she expressed that she wasn’t sure she was looking forward to our upcoming family trip.
Some of our family had been together for a cookout the night before. She said that she felt like everyone was acting happy, but under the surface we were all actually sad.
She’s anxious about being around a bunch of sad people who are trying to pretend to be happy.
Thinking about it today, what I want to express to her is this –
Yes, sadness will most certainly be joining us on this trip. There’s no hiding that. Sadness almost feels so large and cumbersome that we should be required to purchase an extra seat for it on the plane.
In fact, I imagine Sadness looking a bit like Gossamer from Bugs Bunny, trying to squeeze into seat 12B.
The truth is, Sadness is not an entirely unwelcome guest. His presence is necessary on this trip…but, even though he may get us a little choked up sometimes,
…it doesn’t mean we have to let him run the show.
We will laugh, and have fun, and enjoy each other’s company, even with Sadness there.
We will not be pretending in those moments. The happiness will be real, and everyone needs to know that’s okay. It’s how dad would want it.
Next year, I’m hoping Sadness will fit in the overhead compartment. That bastard costs a fortune in inflight cocktails.
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