I did it. I meant to delete the comment I made, but instead of the arrow with an "X", I hit return. Even though I had not said anything bad, the receiver of the post preferred to have it taken down for personal reasons. I felt terrible that I had disrespected that request with a slip of the finger. Why I ever felt the need to type anything escapes me. But, the fact that it happened made me rethink the speed and reactive nature of my comments on Facebook. Oddly enough, after that I received a comment on some of my posts, that was about something else entirely and my first reaction was "what the heck?"(I don't like to swear) I decided to just let the comment sit with me for a while. I'm so glad I did. I saw how late at night it was posted & realized how these posts had stirred up sad memories. I saw they were sad. So I reached out with love, instead of rebuttals.
These were powerful lessons for me. Our words matter. Words can heal or hurt, unite or divide. It's hard to keep that in perspective on the Facebook speedway. I just need to travel in the slow lane so I don't miss the signs.