Curve Ball
Sometimes life throws you a curve ball that you couldn’t in your wildest dreams have imagined. I was thrown one of those bitches this week. I willingly involved myself in and contributed to vicious gossip that hurt the most precious people in my life.
Why did I do this? Beats the fuck out of me. And, believe it or not, in the midst of stirring the pot, I honestly believed I was watching out for my loved ones.
WRONG!
There is a line….a line so thin….so innocent looking…that can be crossed without even lifting a foot. A line so quiet in its maliciousness whose whisper is almost silent…….almost silent…..almost.
Almost…there it is…that almost silent whisper telling me the difference between caring and gossiping…between right and wrong. Yes, I heard it and I ignored it. Why? Who the hell knows. But trust me when I tell you, I will know that nasty whisper from this point forward. It will never again cause pain like it has this week.
God will help us repair the broken bridges; but it’s important that we take responbility for our actions.
I do….and I’m sorry….and if you’re reading this….know that I love you…beyond the beyond the beyond and the beyond….
And if you’re reading this for no other reason than to be reading it, thank you. But more important, hold those you love close and never, ever let your words become bullets.