The easy hardest thing

The story of why our friend is no longer our surrogate

I’ve tried to write this post for weeks. There are stories we don’t tell. We want to protect ourselves and the people we love from the pain that comes with them.  We use poetry, metaphors, songs, allegories, and any number of prisms to shift the telling of stories so they are more palatable, often to our own selves. This story refused to be told in any …