There's an elephant in the room. He's my elephant, though I didn't ask for him.
Some people are afraid of my elephant and me, but my elephant won't hurt them, nor is he contagious. They won't be given their own elephant just because they've reached out and touched mine.
There's an elephant in the room. Some people ask about my elephant from afar but try not to notice him when they come into my room.
Even when I leave my room my elephant comes with me. My elephant doesn't belong in a zoo or circus, he is my elephant to bear the burden of.
There's an elephant in the room. I let people pretend they don't notice my elephant, then I just care for my elephant alone later. I know they've never had their own elephant to care for and aren't used to the looks and smells of mine.
Some people have there own elephants and tell me how they've lived with theirs but have a hard time discussing mine. I think they might be scared that my elephant might make theirs act differently.
There's an elephant in the room. I've gotten used to squeezing past my elephant and meeting people at the door. Sometimes they can't come into my room unless they're able to touch my elephant my elephant as they move around it and many people just choose to not come in.
There's an elephant in the room. My elephant.
Some people are afraid of my elephant and me, but my elephant won't hurt them, nor is he contagious. They won't be given their own elephant just because they've reached out and touched mine.
There's an elephant in the room. Some people ask about my elephant from afar but try not to notice him when they come into my room.
Even when I leave my room my elephant comes with me. My elephant doesn't belong in a zoo or circus, he is my elephant to bear the burden of.
There's an elephant in the room. I let people pretend they don't notice my elephant, then I just care for my elephant alone later. I know they've never had their own elephant to care for and aren't used to the looks and smells of mine.
Some people have there own elephants and tell me how they've lived with theirs but have a hard time discussing mine. I think they might be scared that my elephant might make theirs act differently.
There's an elephant in the room. I've gotten used to squeezing past my elephant and meeting people at the door. Sometimes they can't come into my room unless they're able to touch my elephant my elephant as they move around it and many people just choose to not come in.
There's an elephant in the room. My elephant.
Comments
This blog really sums it up, doesn't it? Stillbirth is the elephant no one wants to talk about.
I'm sorry it happened to you. When I hear that it's happened to someone else, I feel my heart break a little more.
Thinking of you.
Thank you for sharing your heart.
Amie