It was brought to my attention yesterday that something I said 30 years ago made a huge impact on somebody’s life. Unfortunately, it was not a positive impact.
The comment was when I was 18 years old and what I thought was an innocent passing remark poking fun at my someone. The person on the other end of my comment however said at the time, it ruined a weekend. While I was making amends, I was told that it was no big deal and there was no resentment built up knowing it was just two kids being kids.
Even if that is true, the fact that it was brought it up decades later means that it was a memorable event.
Powerful reminder that what I say and how I say it carries a huge a weight, the weight of responsibility to make sure my words always carry love.
And…F*** Cancer.
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