I wish you would...
Remember him and say his name. Remember when his birthday comes. Remember his smile and how it warmed your heart.
Acknowledge the pain I am in...because it's going to be here for a long time and life doesn't just go on for me. The weight of grief is with me constantly. Outwardly, I might look ok...but please know that my heart is broken into a million pieces. As I slowly try to pick up the pieces, please be patient.
Realize that there is no going back to the way things were...the "me" before my child died is gone. I am forever changed. Let's get to know each other again.
Know that it's okay to not know what to say....but also know that a hug, a willing and listening ear, and your presence by my side is sometimes just what I desperately need.
Know I am grateful for you, for the ways in which you try to provide me with some relief, for the laughs, for the wine, for just trying...because I know it's not easy. This grief thing is not easy and can feel like the loneliest journey at times. So thank you friend...