Things we share.

On one of the blogs I follow a widow talks about going to her first get together
with a group of widow/widowers. She mentions that we talk about things
that nobody else could ever understand. I went to my first get
together last weekend and I found the same thing. We are like a
group of people that all have this sort of secret connection. We
walk around just like everyone else but just below the surface we are
different.. A difference we share with each other. Even as we
talk about things that only we know and understand, there are an
infinite number of things that we all know and share but don’t have to
talk about.