Friday, September 14, 2012

the power of apology

I was having a bad day last year, maybe one of my worst.  In the evening when I put our daughter, Tamara, into bed I thought she seemed a little glum herself.

"I was really grumpy today, right?" I said.  I had been like a fungus absorbing the death of the world, and I knew I had robbed her of something wonderful.

She nodded.

"I'm sorry about that."  When I said it, a smile erupted on her face and her eyes lit up.  She snuggled into her pillow and went to sleep... happy.

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