“…nothing is good or bad, but thinking makes it so,” (Hamlet, Act. 2, Sc. 2).
I had an exchange over the internet today and I have regrets on how I played my part. I don’t regret the lesson I have learned from it, but I feel sad that I wasn’t able to communicate my intentions clearly so as not to lead to misunderstanding.
Honestly? I wish I felt blameless.
Isn’t it funny that because of this incident, I shall go to bed tonight with less peace than when I awoke this morning?
“…I would forget it fain;/ But, oh, it presses to my memory/ Like damned guilty deeds to sinners minds…” (R&J, Act. 3, Sc. 2).
I have taken action to try to rectify it.
I hope my apology will be well received.
And if it is not, at least I now know to never go down this particular path again...
But what a bitter pill to swallow in order to gain this insight.
Dear Archangel Michael, I would really love your help with this. Please take care of the consequences of my actions—heal this relationship and help the best possible outcome to occur. I thank you with all my heart. Amen.
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