Monday, January 25, 2010

you never know who might show up!


we flew home to surprise Mom & Dad for their 30th wedding anniversary

all it takes

Someone hurt my feelings. And I didn't really handle the situation well. I felt like a victim and probably could convince you of the same. Instead of letting it get the better of me, I wrote an apology note.
Yes. An apology note.
When my husband heard that I planned on writing an apology note to someone who had wronged me, he was flummoxed. But the truth is, I needed to take responsibility for my actions and thoughts (even if they didn't see them).
That note was healing. For both parties.
We all make mistakes. We all have the ability to say something unkind or let our mind be filled with unsympathetic thoughts.
I wonder what the world would look like if we all took a bit more personal responsibility, even when it minimally our fault.