How many times a day do you tell a lie? And yes, we’re counting the little white lies. Once? Twice? Maybe you’re a better person than I am and you don’t tell a single lie in a day. But I’m going to bet that, more often than not, we all tell at least one.
What if I told you that someone took a moment in their life, probably one of the biggest moments in their life to date, and told the truth when it would have been So. Much. Easier. to tell a lie.
A friend of mine passed along an article to me today and I can’t stop thinking about.
A woman wrote her sister’s obituary. Let me stop right there and say that’s a much more difficult task than you might think. I went to journalism school & was taught to stick to the cold, hard facts when it came to obituaries. Know what we didn’t cover in school? How to handle a suicide. I can tell you it was hard enough writing my mom’s obituary and she died from cancer, something that is much more well-received than a suicide is. Not only did this woman write her sister’s obituary but she came out and told her sister’s story the way it played out IRL.
Aletha Meyer Pinnow, 31, of Duluth, formerly of Oswego and Chicago, Ill., died from depression and suicide on Feb. 20, 2016.
Eleni chose a time when her and her family were hurting. She could have chosen to discuss this matter at a later date or speak out about suicide and depression when their hearts weren’t so raw. But she didn’t. Instead, she started a conversation & asked others to join in too.
And that is something that I have so much respect for. I urge you to read this article.
Depression lies, but we can tell the truth.