I found this artifact on Post Secret and was immediately intrigued. The website itself is a very interesting place. People anonymously send in post cards with their secrets on them and then they get posted to this blog. Looking at the picture and reading the words along with it struck me in an odd way. The rhetor is the infant in the photo and the woman kissing her cheek is the subject, her mother. The infant is much older now that this post has been sent in and her mother has passed away. The rhetorical situation seems to be that mother and daughter got into an argument and it was never resolved. Now that the rhetor's mother has died she has developed a form of self-loathing due to the fact that she never got to tell her mom she forgave her for the dispute. This seems devastating, especially because her mother is her primary discourse and probably a person that instilled lifetime values in the rhetor. The rhetor is directing this post at anyone who will read it because she feels so guilty that things were never fully resolved with her mother. This post card displays why writing is a key to our life. This woman used simple writing as an outlet to explain her sorrow to a public audience. That in itself is very powerful.
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