We are one of those families who like to fling words around like bullets. Honestly, at the end of a meal together, I can be exhausted from the conversational olympics that have taken place. Mostly, I’m happy about that. Mostly, it’s fun.
We like to talk. We like to discuss stuff and share stuff and argue about stuff.
It can get out of hand, though, as you might imagine.
The other day, in the midst of a discussion about something, my son said some words that hurt my feelings. I got up from the table and walked away, and I was angry and sad and moped around about it for a while.
Later, as we passed each other in the kitchen, I said, You hurt my feelings today.
And he said, I didn’t mean to.
We’re good, now.
On the Friday before Mother’s Day, might we sweeten our conversations with the grace of apology.
May 9, 2014 at 12:22 pm
I wish my family was as open to each other like that. No one just says, “You hurt my feelings.”
– Deirdre
May 10, 2014 at 8:34 am
It’s not always easy, is it. Maybe it starts with you, Deirde. Thanks for reading and commenting.
May 9, 2014 at 8:25 pm
It’s hard when it hurts. and it’s hard when the hurt can’t be expressed because admitting you are hurt will only make the situation worse. I am glad you were able to get past this point. Your blog blesses me and I have missed your words that encourage.
May 10, 2014 at 8:36 am
The good stuff is so often the hardest stuff:) it’s good to hear from you. Happy Mother’s Day!
May 10, 2014 at 8:37 am
Happy Mother’s Day to you also!
May 16, 2014 at 7:54 am
That’s the beauty of being a loving and trusting family. You can tell someone that they have over stepped the mark and then the reconciliation can start. Sometimes it happens that moment, other times it takes longer, but it does happen and your learn more about your loved ones in the process. It is not always a bad thing.
May 19, 2014 at 8:35 am
No, I think it’s almost always a good thing:)