So there is this woman that I "internet know". I mean I know her in real life, I've spoken to her in passing maybe 3 times, but I feel like I really "know" her through the internet.
I think she's so cool. Like in that ridiculous juvenile "you are SO cool" sort of way.
I'm like 99% sure she doesn't see herself that way, which is most likely the reason I like her so much.
But here's the thing with internet lurking (and trust that I do it a lot so I know a thing or two). You are trolling along peaking into people's lives and you read something that just stops you in your tracks. I mean I read what this woman wrote, and all of me wants to hug her the next time I see her and tell her that it may never be ok again, but it will be at the exact same time. Also, the giant dork in me really wants to give her a book that relates to what she wrote.
I can't though. Because I don't really know her you know.
There are a few other people too, that I measure my words when I see them in real life, because I don't want to reveal that I'm lurking on their blogs. Which is silly right? I mean it's silly, it's there for people to read, so why not me? That's a conversation for another day though...
But this woman, I mean I would just about give anything for something fair to happen for her. What's fair though? Who defines and decides what's fair? If I did, this is what I would decide.
She would feel safe, that there wasn't about to be a cave in. The longing that is happening in her right now would be fulfilled and that she could hold that dream in her arms.....and so much more.
It just isn't fair. I mean it's just not FAIR in the I want to stomp my feet and storm out of the room sort of way.
But I can't say anything...because it would be weird and awkward, and even if it wasn't really that way I would so make it that way.
1 comment:
I wish I knew what to say, but I get the "awkwards" too.
Maybe there is some gesture you could make to let her know that you're there, you're listening and you care.
There's a chance she might think you're a creepy blog-stalker (as if that were a bad thing!), but maybe she posted her troubles online, and everyone who reads her blog is as afraid of reaching out as you are.
Knowing your heart the way (I think) I do, you're not into the recognition anyway, so do something anonymously. Could be flowers, could be gift cards for a local grocery store to ease her burdens if it's a financial thing...
You'll feel better for having blessed her; she'll know that someone cares.
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