I saw this at CVS today and it made me think of how my heart is bandaged together, how some days I am just holding it together since Charles’ suicide.
On this particular trip to the drugstore, I see a young African American man holding a baby girl about 6 weeks old. She is scrunched up and cuddled on her daddy’s chest sleeping while he is picking up a couple of items.
While I am standing in line, I can see him outside the window as he puts his bag in the car and takes a selfie of the baby sleeping on his chest. The guy behind me sees me staring, too, and says, “That’s so sweet, isn’t it?” I said, “The sweetest selfie ever.” I’m not sure which surprised me more. Getting to see this dear moment of parental pride outside or the guy next to me saying how sweet it is. But my heart felt very full when I left. Better than when I came in.
What is the #griefheart project?
I explain my #griefheart project here.