I saw a few people on Twitter complaining about people talking about everyday stuff in the aftermath of a tragedy.
After Luke died, I had several people apologize to me for talking about everyday things or complaining about something mundane in my presence before they found out. That’s okay. Firstly, you didn’t know. Who is going to be angry about that? Secondly- life goes on. Even after you knew, I never for a moment expected your life to go on hold. I expected people to still have awful days where they got a flat tire in the rain and lost their wallet. Or even days when their dinner order was wrong and they just really wanted that burrito. I actually think that is one of the most wonderful things about our world. Life goes on. No matter what, someone is having the worst day of their life. But someone else is having the best day. And even when the worst is very, very bad- like today- normal life still has to happen around it.
So if you felt like talking about the awful things that happened today- that’s okay. If you didn’t- well, that’s okay too. If you wanted to count your blessings- great. If you wanted to talk about nothing very important at all- well, that’s great too. It’s okay.
There is something little that I do every day. Whenever I hear an emergency siren, I take a brief moment to think about and pray for that family that is probably having one of the worst days of their lives. Because someone is.
So I guess what I’m trying to say is it’s okay. Whatever you do to make yourself feel a little bit better is okay. I won’t judge you if you want to talk about it. I won’t judge you if you don’t want to talk about it. Frankly, I fall in the second category. I want to cling to whatever normal I can and pretend that these things don’t happen. That’s okay.