Everyone messes up sometimes.
We say things we wish we didn't. We don't say things we wish we did.
I find that being angry hurts and is exhausting.
But worse, is the feeling of regret.
The feeling that I am really sorry but someone is still mad, and I hope they will forgive.
And they do.
Then comes the part where I have to forgive myself.
When it's over and forgiveness frees it all
the feeling is
a little closer to perfect.
And that's all I could ever ask for.