I only realized how disruptive words can be in our times of grief after I had my devastating grief experience in June 2019. It's not that I had never experienced grief, but that I had never know utter loss and brutal anguish to this degree. People, well-meaning people, would try their best to console me, but most of the time, they didn't understand nor were they comfortable with knowing how to express themselves. I'm now realize that I was the same way until I finally walked (or crawled) in those footsteps of sorrow. Whether you've arrived or not, we all need to learn the compassion of giving grace, even if the words are ackward or misspoken. Let's talk about why good people somehow manage to say the wrong things.