This is a Monday Mistake post.
This week I’m sharing a friend’s story. I’ll call her Jane. What bothers me about Jane’s “mistake” is that it’s so easy to do and the results were disastrous.
In her thirties, her life had become complicated, but the sour memories of her scoundrel of an ex-husband had begun to fade as she started a relationship with a new man. For various reasons she corresponded with both of them on email. To the ex she wrote necessary notes about the children; to her lover, sweet words.
One day she sent the wrong note to the wrong man. It only took the touch of a key.
She never made that mistake again.
That darned send button is too easy to hit, and once you’ve done it, there is no going back.