The new Trifecta Challenge word is dwell, which is a word and meaning I think about alot. This is what I came up with.
DWELLon my fears>
b : exist, lie
: to remain for a time
a : to live as a resident
It was happening again. She was about to make her invisible scars visible again in the most uncomfortable and public way possible. She couldn’t help it. Even though some time had passed, it didn’t take much to trigger a thought, an emotion, a memory tied to that loss.
That’s why she absolutely hated parties, especially parties where she barely knew anyone. But here she was making seemingly innocuous small talk with a lady who asked the question. “So do you have any kids?”
“Yes.” Andrea answered, trying to prep herself for the next question. Normally, a parent would be forthcoming with a number right after the question was asked. Something like, ‘Yes, I have two wonderful children, a boy and a girl,’ or ‘I have two lovely girls ages 2 and 5’ but Andrea always felt it was supremely hard to answer the question given her current situation.
“How many?” The lady asked, not noticing that Andrea had some difficulty with the question at hand. Andrea faltered time and time again at this question. Saying she only had one child was clearly disrespectful to her son’s legacy, but admitting she had two children and one of them was no longer with her not only exposed her wounds but made them bleed anew as if she was freshly cut by the grief again.
“Two,” Andrea stated clearly, although the grief was right below the surface. “One that’s almost two and another that’s an angel in heaven.”
The lady slowly digested the information, while Andrea tried not to dissolve into tears and make a scene. “I see.” The lady stated. “So I hear you are running in a 5k soon.”
Andrea breathed a sigh of relief. She didn’t make a scene, there was no reason to dwell on that pain. It was a gift this stranger had given her, not exposing her scars for the entire party to see, but acknowledging they existed anyway.