Am I feeling pissed off, or am I just terribly sad? I know I feel something, cuz there’s sort of a hollow pain in the pit of my gut.
Why, you might ask? Ok, you might not, but it’s my blog and I’ll blather if I want to.
Two weeks ago, I got a Facebook friend request from my sister’s son. Not acting on my first impulse, I did NOT fire back an “Are you effing nuts?” answer. Best Friend advised I pray about it, which I did. Favorite Cousin is suspicious…like me. But really, I have no interest in being a part of the family whose Matriarch-in-Waiting has already disowned me and my family. Not just because of a FB thing, anyway. I still have the emails I got from this young man’s mother.
Today, I got a Facebook message from this same child. Here’s the text of it:
I would like to let you know you.. Well how do I put this in a way you will understand oh I got it!! You’re a stupid hoe!:)
I’m a lot of things, but ‘stupid’ and ‘hoe’ ain’t two of ’em.
This has given me an opportunity to practice the advice I give others all the time, from the Big Book of Alcoholics Anonymous. I paraphrase:
”We realized that the people who wronged us were perhaps spiritually sick.  We asked God to help us show them the same tolerance, pity, and patience we would cheerfully grant a sick friend.  God save me from being angry. Thy Will be done.”
I also posted Alex’ words at Facebook, where anyone whose Friend request I’ve accepted can see them. And they’re here, too. I have no plans for answering back or tattling to his mother or grandmother. I already know he knows he has a Right To Free Speech. Cain’t hide nuthin’ in the cyberworld, can ya?
Wow. That really helped. I think that pain means I’m just hungry!