I had told myself that I was always going to answer those types of questions honestly. It felt like if I didn’t include Otis, then I was ignoring him. Pretending like he never existed. That was unacceptable to me. I couldn’t disrespect him that.

If grieving the loss of a child makes people so uncomfortable, why don't I spare people that discomfort by not talking about my story? Is it because I like watching people squirm, trying to figure out how to respond when I tell them I have a dead child?