Chicken + Peach Skewers with Lemon-Basil Dressing [and how sometimes, we get it wrong]
I balance the aluminum tray on one hand and hold a paper grocery bag in the other. As I set my goods on the steps to knock on the door, I rehearse what to say. They’re good friends of mine, people I feel comfortable with and love deeply. But I want to be careful I don’t make their loss hurt more. I walk into the kitchen and the screen door closes behind me. Like a nervous reflex, I blurt out in a bubbly, high-pitched voice, “How’s it going?!” The perkiness sounds abrasive.
I hang my head. “Dumb question,” I mutter aloud. Thankfully my friends are generous and kind, and they brush off my awkward words. While I believe in the value of genuinely asking how someone is, this time the question came off like a verbal crutch meant to compensate for my discomfort. They just had a miscarriage, and my question came more from fear of silence than genuine interest.
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