Today was the first day of Women's Bible Study and I worked the registration table with a woman who used to be my table leader about 3 years ago. I've seen her around church and occasionally would see a post or two online. When there was a lull in the flow of excited women checking to see if we received their registration, there it came....BOOM! I call these moments landmines. She asked me "how my son was doing." That moment was as if time froze for a second and I could hear my heart beat, like it does in the movies at a dramatic moment. I was so hurt, shocked and confused in a matter of 2 seconds flat. I think I felt more horrible for her asking that question then she did herself. The last thing I wanted to do was for her to feel uncomfortable or embarrassed, so I said what sounded like slow motion talking, "he passed away last year." She apologized but continued the awkward conversation by asking how. I mustered up everything I had inside to answer her and told her, but when it came out, it sounded way too bubbly. To me. Thank goodness more women walked up to check-in so the conversation quickly came to a halt.