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Time for the Apology

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Messages come to me early in the morning as I prepare for work. I laughingly refer to that time as my Message-through-Makeup session. Often, I am simply minding my own business, trying to get my left brow to somewhat resemble its right cousin when a message pops into my head that sends my eyebrow pencil off on its own path. A grimace shows on my face when it’s a hard message or a smile when it’s light and positive.

On this particular morning, I was told to let a frenemy of mine know, (the story behind the frenemy is for another blog post) that he ought to apologize for things he had done in his past that affected both himself and his family on a very deep, cut-needed-forty-stitches level.

That message resulted in a grimace, a grumble, and two badly drawn on eyebrows. I did not see why I had to be the delivered of such a message. It was sure to solidify my place in the frenemy corner as he would not take my interfering with his unhappiness lightly.
What was made clear to me was that he had to apologize to himself first and foremost, or else his life would be always troubled.

I reluctantly mumbled an agreement to be the bad-news bringer and then went on to thinking about how many of us also needed to apologize to ourselves for things we have done.

We carry around the guilt of our past acts like coffins on our backs, done, dead but not buried. We berate ourselves with all of the shudda-wudda-cuddas that do little more but to stress the mind and cause illness in the body.

Holding onto our past mistakes, whether great or small, do not contribute in any way to helping us be the best versions of ourselves and to be and do and have what we came into this human body and this physical plane for.

Perhaps it’s time for an apology, from us to us.