So much truth

I didn’t know Rebecca Meyer, or at least not in person. I don’t even know Eric Meyer, though his name has come up here and there during the research I’m doing. I happened to be on his blog to read something he wrote years ago. I clicked onto his home page and stumbled on a blog post with the title The Truth.

It’s startling to be arrested by so much truth, just when doing something so prosaic. I was stunned. I couldn’t go back to work. I wanted to know why this was happening. I cried. I felt a deep, empty, ache. I wanted to email him, this person I don’t know, to say how sorry I am, or leave a comment on his blog, but whatever I thought to say felt so empty and inconsequential in the face of what was happening.

I’ve become so accustomed to the web’s bite-size pieces of enjoyment, information absorption, reams of content that I glide over the surface of. Even in the news media, there are so many images of suffering that they become ubiquitous. But reading Eric’s blog over the past few months, words on this screen have taken on so much power, the internet given a new depth and dimension. To be here, reading that, while it’s actually going on to a family. In a very raw way, I’ve been put in touch with real sadness and suffering, reminded how lucky I am for my life and the life of my loved ones, brought closer to the pain of all those families who have lost someone so young. Tragedy is just a breath away from any of us. I’ve never read anything online that has made me feel so much. I am filled with sadness, heartbroken.

These words are not enough. I just wanted to write something, anything, to let Eric and his family know that people across the world, that I, grieve with them.

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One Comment

  1. Eric’s blog has been in my feedreader for years, but when his posts about Rebecca first started popping up, I didn’t pay all that much attention to them (the same with most of the personal blog posts that appear in my feeds, since I’m usually looking for technical posts).

    A while ago, though, I started reading them, cheered when things were looking up, and started sobbing when I read the post that she had passed away.

    It’s easy, on the internet, to gloss over the fact that there are real people behind what we read/see every day. While this has been a tragedy for the Meyer family, I like to hope that Eric’s blogging about all of the trials and tribulations of his little girl’s fight for life has reminded everyone who’s read it of that fact.


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