"I am sorry."
The most beautiful three little words in the entire English language. And I got to hear them. And the other person meant them.
And the ONLY way I got to hear them was the fact that I said them first.
Maybe being the bigger person does work out sometimes.
Anyway...freedom. I feel as though an entire weight, a dark, shadowy presence, has been removed from my shoulders. I am free. I can breathe. I can smile and really mean it. You can ask me how I am, and instead of saying, "Okay,", I will say, "I am GOOD!" I had no idea that having someone say they're sorry could be so important, so impactful.
We hurt each other. We do. It's part of the human condition. But we can also say, "I am sorry."
Are there people in my life I need to say I'm sorry to? Many. Have I thought about what pain they might be carrying due to my thoughtlessness or my unwillingness to say I'm sorry? Have I thought about the freedom they might feel if I take responsibility for my wrongs and tell them I am sorry I hurt them? I hadn't. But now I will.
Of course, it only works if we are ready to let go of our resentments when someone says those magic words. Or better yet, we let go of the resentment before they're even said.
I am sorry.
Three little words. Mean all the freedom in the world. I have my life back.
Sincerely,
Jennifer
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