the older I get (not quite older than dirt but getting there) the more I find myself hating gossip - not just because it's a waste of time but because it just maims and destroys with no other motive than malice and wicked glee...
oh don't get me wrong, just the THOUGHT of someone coming up to me with that naughty twinkle in their eye saying "do you know what I heard?" gives me the opiate-like nods...but again with the age thing.
I remember when I was in the middle of a gossip tangle. People giving me sidelong glances, tittering behind their hands when they thought I didn't see, the feeling of sickness in the pit of my stomach when I finally heard what "they" were saying about me and the anger to the depth of my being that this was a complete lie. Friends I loved and respected gave credence to these lies until I clarified my true role to them.
I was going to throw in some salty quotations about gossip from older and wiser people than I but the bottom line is, I'm learning FINALLY that gossip is ugly. It's not fun, it's not harmless, it's UGLY.
I find myself wishing I could apologize to those I've wounded by my participation in such foolishness but all I can really do is say today that by grace and discipline I hope not to involve myself when juicy details are tossed my way...
because there's really no way around it. Human's love to gossip.
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