Let me just remind you that words hurt. words unspoken, words just mentioned in passing, words that can heal or destroy. They all hurt no matter the intent. Even when one is happy and speaking with nothing but grace, they can say something that could bring another to tears.
        That does not mean that all words are bad, just that there is no true good in the world. What fascinates me most about it is how much people try to lie and hide the fact that they know this world is depressing. That nothing we say is truly good. The lines between what is right and wrong is so blurred that we can't even define the meanings anymore. I am not sure we ever could but that a different story.
         The meaning of this story is for us to know that despite many people telling us otherwise our words do hurt, even when said with kindness.