Point being, I never accept these requests. Today, however, I got a request from a person I wish so much I could accept, a person who meant a great deal to me at a time when I was confused, scared, homesick, and feeling very much alone.
But I couldn't accept--I knew it had been hacked.
I know because my friend passed away a year ago next month.
It brought back a lot of memories, and reminded me again how I felt when I received the terrible news.
Facebook is a strange place. Over the years I have accepted friend requests to people I knew only briefly and even some I've never met...mostly writer friends. I also make it a point to wish everyone on my list a "Happy Birthday" when their special day arrives. The problem is, I know some of these friends have passed away. I try and remember which one are no longer with us, but it's difficult. I know I've wished people who have passed a happy birthday. That makes me look like a total tool for not remembering.
The sentiment is honest, though, just poorly executed.
I remember almost a year ago. I saw a post from Ed. He took a selfie in a hospital bed telling us he was in rough shape. I responded letting him know that he was in my prayers. He died four days later. Even though we didn't keep in touch often, I feel bad for his family. I'm sure next month will be a tough one for them, and others.
Yes, I knew the request was not on the level. Oh, how I wish it was.
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