Going through some of my old blog posts I found this poem and it is so true I just had to share today... Grace has been gone for over a year now and this poem still explains the way I feel when people dont want to mention her name or acknowledge her existence...
There's an elephant in the room.
It is large and squatting, so it is hard to get around it.
Yet we squeeze by with, "How are you?" and "I'm fine," and a thousand other
forms of trivial chatter. We talk about the weather. We talk about work.
We talk about everything else, except the elephant in the room.
There's an elephant in the room.
We all know it's there. We are thinking about the elephant as we talk together.
It is constantly on our minds. For, you see, it is a very large elephant.
It has hurt us all.
But we don't talk about the elephant in the room.
Oh, please say his (her) name.
Oh, please say his (her) name again.
Oh, please, let's talk about the elephant in the room.
For if we talk about his (her) death, perhaps we can talk about his (her) life.
Can I say his (her) name to you and not have you look away?
For if I cannot, then you are leaving me....
alone....
in a room....
with an elephant.
Re: Elephant in the room (poem)
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this is perfect timing. we went out with some friends last night that we haven't seen in a while and i had a hard time because that's exactly how i felt. that there was this large elephant in the room in and no one was acknowleding it. that's the exact analogy i used to describe to my mom how i was feeling. thank you.