{"id":3445,"date":"2014-02-28T14:33:19","date_gmt":"2014-02-28T19:33:19","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/crafting-a-life.com\/mamaoknits\/?p=3445"},"modified":"2014-03-05T11:13:18","modified_gmt":"2014-03-05T16:13:18","slug":"talking-when-it-hurts","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/crafting-a-life.com\/mamaoknits\/talking-when-it-hurts\/","title":{"rendered":"Talking When It Hurts"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Recently on Facebook I watched a couple of friends experience pain and not a small amount of sorrow when&#8211;after going through serious illnesses with their families&#8211;they were met with really appalling rudeness from friends and family members.<\/p>\n<p>Not from internet trolls.<br \/>\nFriends.<br \/>\nFamily.<\/p>\n<p>Which leads me to wonder if the &#8212;-supportive responses like:<\/p>\n<ul>\n<li>People are HORRIBLE!!!<\/li>\n<li>What a B-!!!<\/li>\n<li>I&#8217;d never talk to that person again and you definitely shouldn&#8217;t!<\/li>\n<li>How rude!<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<p>and that sort if thing, are really appropriate either?<\/p>\n<p>Now, if the rudeness came from a stranger or even from a vague acquaintance-type person, I&#8217;d be right in the middle of the dogpile. But friends? Family?<\/p>\n<p><em>What the what?!<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Maybe it&#8217;s because my son gets easily judgy. Maybe it&#8217;s because my head&#8217;s been hurting so bad for so long I&#8217;m just in a stupidly compassionate state, but I&#8217;m wondering if the rudeness comes not from cruelty but from lack of words.<\/p>\n<p>To clarify:<br \/>\nMy younger son, when he was very little, would get upset and speechless. Or he&#8217;d get into trouble for pushing another kid instead of &#8220;using his words&#8221;\u2014which seemed odd because my kids are (surprise) nothing if not verbal.<br \/>\nWhen he got into these situations, I started asking, &#8220;would you like some words to use if this happens again?&#8221; He was always relieved, practiced the phrases we recommended, and his kerfuffles lessened.<\/p>\n<p>When thinking about the visiting-a-chemo-patient-and-starting-by-greeting-them-with-&#8220;Gawd you look like hell!&#8221; stories I&#8217;m left wondering if this isn&#8217;t just someone being overwhelmed and not having access to the right words?<\/p>\n<p>In America, as my husband who worked in Slovakia has mentioned, we keep the infirm, the deformed, the slow, and the ugly well-hidden. Look at how much we spend on making our teeth regular and white. Lots.<\/p>\n<p>Anyway. I&#8217;m wondering if we aren&#8217;t just too far apart too much of the time. Too many screens and too few faces. I don&#8217;t know of many kids going to Cotillion or Ticktockers or etiquette classes. If we never see anyone ill, if we don&#8217;t grow up learning how to pay a sick visit or support someone after a death, then where do we get those words from? How are we supposed to know?<\/p>\n<p>Y&#8217;got me.<\/p>\n<p>But then I thought maybe we could crowd source a list of things to say when someone is hurting. Just to get over the hump. I&#8217;m an expert in <em>open-mouth-insert-foot<\/em>&#8230; But that doesn&#8217;t mean I don&#8217;t want to improve.<\/p>\n<p>Have you ever been struck by someone&#8217;s grace under this kind of pressure?<br \/>\nWhat did they say?<\/p>\n<p>Please share.<br \/>\nI&#8217;d love to learn!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Recently on Facebook I watched a couple of friends experience pain and not a small amount of sorrow when&#8211;after going through serious illnesses with their families&#8211;they were met with really appalling rudeness from friends and family members. Not from internet trolls. Friends. Family. Which leads me to wonder if the &#8212;-supportive responses like: People are [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[17,6,5,65],"tags":[476,357,477,475],"class_list":["post-3445","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-blog-fun","category-family","category-general-ranting","category-writing","tag-caring","tag-illness","tag-love-2","tag-support"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/crafting-a-life.com\/mamaoknits\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3445","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/crafting-a-life.com\/mamaoknits\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/crafting-a-life.com\/mamaoknits\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/crafting-a-life.com\/mamaoknits\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/crafting-a-life.com\/mamaoknits\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3445"}],"version-history":[{"count":7,"href":"https:\/\/crafting-a-life.com\/mamaoknits\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3445\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3453,"href":"https:\/\/crafting-a-life.com\/mamaoknits\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3445\/revisions\/3453"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/crafting-a-life.com\/mamaoknits\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3445"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/crafting-a-life.com\/mamaoknits\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3445"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/crafting-a-life.com\/mamaoknits\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3445"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}