Grief is Not a Joke!

Well it looks like I have a little more time than I thought. So here's another post. Gotta get them written down before I go to the hell computer.

Somebody made me a wee bit upset yesterday, and it's still bugging me today.

I ran into an old friend I haven't seen in years, and his girlfriend. She was walking with me, and said, "Didn't you used to have a dog?
I said yes, and went through the speal. Mid-speal, I told her how hard it was to lose Babs, and said that there was a fair bit of greif and heartbreak there. And she started laughing!

Um, when someone says they grieved the loss of something, that is not the time to assume they are a barrel of laughs. That hurt. I told her I was serious, and then I think she felt a little bad, but it never really seemed to sink in for her.

I just had to write that down because it mildly pissed me off.