Cindy—What a wonderful piece of writing filled with comfort and information for both the hurting person and those who want to know how they’re doing. I love your redefinition of FINE.
When I ask my sister, who lost her daughter in November, how she is, she usually responds “hanging in there.” Then, during our conversation, she might open up a bit about how she thinks about Eileen every minute of the day or she’ll bring up something funny that Eileen did. It’s all about grief!
I first heard FINE in 1984, spoken by a nun during a training for working with dying and grieving people. Ever since, I’ve often shared it with clients so they’d have a way to speak their truth rather than hide what they really feel.
I wasn't even going to read this essay (after recently losing my brother), but I'm glad I did. You did an admirable job of describing loss and grief. (When people ask me how I'm doing, I just reply, "I'm okay, but it sucks." It's obviously honest, and no one has ever argued with me.)
Cindy, your definition of “Fine” works quite nicely.
You have such a wonderful way of putting things, Cindy.
I'm pretty sure "I'm fine" means "Go away!" At least in Brit-speak...
Always happy for the translations! 😆
This is terrific. I so love your creative thinking (brain still working) and beautiful vulnerability (heart) in sharing your true feelings.
The feeling is mutual ♥️
👍for the new “fine” ❣️
Cindy—What a wonderful piece of writing filled with comfort and information for both the hurting person and those who want to know how they’re doing. I love your redefinition of FINE.
Thank you. I like my definition better, too ;)
When I ask my sister, who lost her daughter in November, how she is, she usually responds “hanging in there.” Then, during our conversation, she might open up a bit about how she thinks about Eileen every minute of the day or she’ll bring up something funny that Eileen did. It’s all about grief!
Every single day. ♥️
I first heard FINE in 1984, spoken by a nun during a training for working with dying and grieving people. Ever since, I’ve often shared it with clients so they’d have a way to speak their truth rather than hide what they really feel.
I wasn't even going to read this essay (after recently losing my brother), but I'm glad I did. You did an admirable job of describing loss and grief. (When people ask me how I'm doing, I just reply, "I'm okay, but it sucks." It's obviously honest, and no one has ever argued with me.)
Best of luck to you as you soldier on...
Thank you. I appreciate your reading it and letting me know. I'm so sorry for your loss. ♥️