Monday, December 29, 2014

A kind word

I don't write here as much as I think about writing. Life gets busy, or I don't know how to put into words what I'm thinking...or I the topic is personal & I feel too vulnerable to put it out there.

But I do write when I can, mostly because people who I've been friends with for years will start sending me individual messages for updates on life, so it's the most efficient way to keep everyone in the loop. that sounds some kinda way...but you know it's true & you wouldn't love me if I were anything but honest. 

From time to time, though, I get feedback from strangers that catch me off guard. Recently I got a comment on a post I'd completely forgotten about. One word, but was simple & appreciated. Today, I saw a notification on Twitter, with a quote I recognized. It sorta took my breath for a moment. 

I recognized the quote & all at once felt strangely exposed, while also grateful they took the time to leave the comment. 

I won't lie, it's hard for me to have people know these things. It's something I don't talk about much, except with others who've been there. 

Years ago, I helped others talk through their own experiences & shared with them, but it was in a protected space, not exposed to the world. But, still, I leave those words out there because I have been contacted by survivors & secondaries who tell me it's made a difference to them. 

So, today, I ask this: make a difference to someone. Even if it's just in a small way, with a kind word or appreciation. You never know who's feeling alone, or unappreciated, or who could just benefit from an extra smile.