18/11/2025
It’s hard to know what to say when someone you know is suffering a bereavement but saying something, even just a few words to acknowledge their pain rather than nothing will help them feel supported. Saying “ this must be so hard for you” is ok and will have a deeper meaning than saying something like ‘let me know if there’s anything I can do”. They won’t ask, don’t be scared of keeping it real. They will appreciate it and thank you for it.
The Elephant In My Room
Every time I run into someone I haven’t seen in a while, and I happen to mention the person I lost, their face immediately changes.
You know that look, wide eyes, frozen smile, like they’ve just walked into an emotional minefield. Suddenly, they’re calculating what to say next, or silently wondering why on earth I’m still talking about it.
It’s funny, in a tragic sort of way, how quickly the mood shifts. One minute we’re chatting about the weather, and the next, boom, there’s an elephant in the room.
And let's be honest…that elephant is my grief.
If I say their name in a crowd, the air suddenly feels a little heavier. If I start to share my story, people start eyeing the exits. It’s not that they don’t care, it’s that grief makes people uncomfortable. They treat it like it’s contagious, as if one mention of my loss will get my sadness all over them.
Here’s the thing…for me, pretending what happened never happened isn’t an option.
How could it be?
To stop talking about someone I love so deeply would be like pretending they never existed, and I just won’t do that. That love, that loss, it shaped who I am.
What I wish, what I truly wish, is that people would stop skirting around the elephant. Ask me about them. Share a memory. Say their name out loud. It doesn’t hurt me to hear it; it hurts me more when I don’t hear it.
And here’s where the story takes a turn: I learned that elephants are actually compassionate, fiercely protective, and they mourn their dead. They even visit the bones of loved ones. They grieve in their own quiet, tender way.
So maybe the elephant in the room isn’t just my grief, maybe it’s also me. Big-hearted, a little clumsy at times, and just doing my best to carry both love and loss with me.
And maybe the only people who truly see me…are the ones who have their own elephants.
Gary Sturgis – Surviving Grief