Archive for May, 2007

Deserved apologies

Thursday, May 10th, 2007 | Uncategorized | No Comments
Some things I need to say, somewhere:
  • X, I’m so sorry that I snap at you sometimes, and smile at you other times. You’re a genuinely nice person who honestly wants to be kind to others.
  • X, I was such a @#$%ing !@#$% to you this morning! God, I’m so sorry! I have had my ass on my shoulders all week, and I’m so sorry you’ve had to endure it. I love ya, girl.
  • X, I’m sorry I feel like I have to correct you all the time. You’re brilliant, and perfect. I’m an ass.
  • M, I’m sorry that I get impatient with you sometimes. I couldn’t ask for a better (what you are), because I don’t think it’s possible. Love you with all my heart, forever.
  • P, I’m so sorry you’re hurting, and that you had to make the awful decision to go on Hospice. You are a treasure, and I love you so much.
  • M, I’m sorry I don’t call as much as I should. As I made out and mailed your card today, I had a flash of fear that it would be the last one I’d send. I love you beyond words.
  • H, I’m sorry I was short with you yesterday, though I don’t think you recognized it. That email pissed me off big time, and my pride was pricked for absolutely no reason at all.
  • C, I’m sorry that I’m short with you sometimes when you ask me for help. I’m used to you being such a strong person, and I hate that you don’t believe in yourself anymore. Love you.
  • X, I’m sorry that we don’t have a better relationship that we do. I’m sorry that I am completely cowed by you, and that I can’t get past my anger toward you for what you wrote in that letter. I’ll never love you.
  • X, I’m sorry that I can’t get past your bloodline to see the funny, bright person I’m sure you are. Some people are tainted, and it’s my shortcoming that I think you are by association.
  • C, I’m sorry I embarrassed you that night. Saying I didn’t mean to at all doesn’t change the past, and I’m so sorry our friendship has never been the same.
  • X, I’m sorry for (privately) making fun of your bride’s mom, and pointing out tacky decorations. You didn’t and don’t deserve it, when you’ve found happiness after so much pain.
  • B, I’m sorry for forgetting lunch that one day. You went through so much trouble, and I completely forgot about it. I’ll never forget letting you down like that. I’m so sorry, honey.
I don’t know why that had to be said, and some apologies are almost a decade old, with some as recent as this morning. I just needed to do it.