I have learned that people here use the phrase “I am sorry”
or some such variation during difficult situations. It took me a long time to figure out that
that is actually an expression of sorrow, a way of expressing solidarity and
compassion. Strangely, I find it a
difficult phrase to use. It doesn’t come
quite naturally and spontaneously to me.
One would think that with time and life, one would have gone
through sufficient experiences to be somewhat prepared for all manner of
unexpected situations. Yet perhaps not. The pain of someone else’s loss is both
profound and awkward. I hear each story,
I look at each person, and I am in awe of their strength and resilience.
Looking up at the stars, under the immensity of the
universe, words fail me.
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