I didn’t realize until I was the person who needed comforting how unhelpful and sometimes painful my own past comments were to my suffering friends and family.
There are many important and necessary conversations going on right now about how we talk to and talk about our fellow humans. I’m thankful folks are learning that words are rarely (ever?) neutral.
They build up or tear down.
And we are responsible for them.
I wish that along with other areas, we would consider how we discuss and address those who experience painful life circumstances. But we rarely do.
This is one place where the right words can make such a difference.
Instead of shutting down the broken heart or lamenting soul, we can choose to invite them to share and then stick around to listen.
We can create safe spaces instead of closing the door to further conversation.
We can participate in healing instead of perpetuating the pain.