The point of my words

People are dying. The world is in chaos. Do our words matter?

Photo by Lacie Slezak on Unsplash

I belatedly found out that another woman I knew had died 17 weeks ago. Brain cancer. She was only 39. I still remember smile as we had a meal. She was young, vibrant, an artist. She was the last person I thought would pass before her time. A few days ago, someone else I knew died unexpectedly.

I have a hard time processin…