…are sometimes necessary. Like today when I goofed up, and my friend felt uncomfortable because of it. Sometimes I forget what I’m doing, and I make stupid mistakes. I’m glad that my friend is forgiving, and still invited me for a walk today.
I once knew someone who didn’t believe in saying “I’m sorry”. I think he believed that song about love being never having to say you’re sorry. Two little words with the potential to be a salve for unintentional wounds. I believe they are healing words, especially if there is true awareness of the hurt done to another.
I believe that the power in relationships is to be able to share all of who we are, our pain and our joy, and to be able to forgive. Not an easy thing for most folks to do. Little children have it right, until they are taught otherwise. Remember the book All I Really Need to Know, I Learned in Kindergarten?
I hope that when a friend of mine messes up with me, I will have the graciousness to accept an apology, and forgive, and invite him/her to walk with me.