What happens to all of our unspoken thoughts? Whenever I’m in group conversations I watch people’s faces. Sometimes I see their eyes light up, their lips part involuntarily, an idea about to release……but the moment passes and the conversation dominator rushes along to their next story and there is one more thought never to be heard. Do all these unheard wishes and opinions simply die? Or do they stay inside us, begging to be released but never given the opportunity?
Personally, I write them down and feel like I’m being heard, that I am understood. Yet I begin to doubt. I feel like I am sending imaginary letters to people through the thoughts in my head but I rarely actually say the things I would like to. Maybe I never told that friend how much I appreciated them. I never shared that once, their words saved me. What would my life look like if I didn’t avoid confrontation or awkward situations? What friendships would have been deepened and which would have disappeared?
Sometimes we don’t have the address to mail these thoughts to. How can I thank the stranger whose smile and random compliment made my day? How can I tell a friend that I’m glad they were in my life when we haven’t talked in years?
I can’t ever make up for all the words I’ve left unspoken.