People often say time heals all wounds. But that’s not quite true.
Time gives us space. But healing only happens when we face what we’ve buried.
What might the silence do instead?
Because for me, that silence cost me a marriage. It cost me the chance to grieve with the only other person who loved my son as much as I did.
It cost Sam more than I’ll ever truly know.
And it’s a cost I’ll carry for the rest of my life.