In case you haven’t heard about the Yahoo data breach, there’s been one. A big one.
Whether or not it’s been a while, it’s time to update your passwords. Can’t hurt to do all of them.
One simple trick I use is to incorporate the date in the password either by numbers, letters, or symbols that let me know at a glance when I last changed it. Then all I have to do is update that part of the password for a few changes. Saves having to come up with a new password every single time I change it (considering how often that should be).
Remember: long and nonsensical, containing as many different types of keys as the site allows (not all sites allow symbols, but should).
Yesterday, I found out an uncle passed away 2 months ago.
As frustrating as it is to learn about it so much later, I understand that this is the price one pays for leaving Facebook. Loss of contact and information.
The other 3 members of my immediate family all attended the funeral. Not one of them bothered to tell me.
Whether or not I could have attended, I deserved the choice. I deserved the chance to send timely flowers and condolences. I deserved to know. It’s common courtesy.
But this is the type of self-centered thoughtlessness that truly characterizes them. I’ve spent years overlooking these types of things and believing the best of them.
To my own detriment.
But good came from this. I realized that I needed to reach out to others who would love to hear from me.
I called my husband’s aunt, and we talked for a couple of hours. Of course she’d had no idea about all the things we’ve been going through this year. She assured me over and over that she’d be helping in any way she could if we all lived closer.
But she did help. Her listening ear and understanding heart are things I’ve desperately needed. This has been the hardest year of my life, bar none. And it’s been made infinitely more difficult by the callous lack of compassion and care that I’ve encountered.
The opposite of love is not hate, but indifference. And it hurts.