Over the last few weeks, I’ve received emails that broke my heart! And today’s email was just a shock and left me feeling sick to my stomach. It began like they all do…
With a heavy heart, I would inform you of so and so’s passing.
Then a short condensed paragraph of this amazing person’s life is written, and that’s it. We delete the email and go on about our day like nothing happened. Meanwhile, there is a whole slew of people feeling like their life is destroyed because their loved one is gone.
I can’t help but wonder if they are upset while reading this short paragraph that was obviously thrown together. Like how can you summarize someone in a tiny paragraph? I can’t even begin to do that with a book that I’ve read… NOT ONE BOOK. So how is it possible to do that with someone’s life? If you only have time to throw together a paragraph, then pass the job on to someone else.
That totally infuriates me, and I feel like sending an evil reply to the poor excuse for a messenger. But I won’t; I will bite my tongue or, in this case, sit on my hands and look away from my laptop. I will do just that and send my own email to the family and a beautiful basket of fruit, flowers, or edible arrangements. I’ll ponder over it for a while. And, in the end, I want to know more about this person. I want to hear it from the mouths of someone that loved him. And not from an email that was probably written by someone who has known him for a short period of time (in this case, it was less than a year).
I didn’t know this man very well, but I know he deserved more than 3 lines in an email. Not even a picture attached to these 3 lines. Just his name and 3 lines of content.
Are we more than that?
Don’t we deserve more than that?
Y’all, I want to be more than an email that contains 3 lines. I need `’THE ULTIMATE’ death note.
You could have chosen any blog to read, but you chose mine, and I’m honored!