This is so true. There is something so healing in receiving an apology and in giving a heartfelt apology. Our children need to know that we are human and we make mistakes.
A very profound moment in my life happened when I walked into my junior honors English classroom to find a small envelope on my desk. Inside the envelope was a note of apology from my favorite high school teacher. He was concerned that he had said something that hurt me the previous day. He told me that my personality and smile were one of the bright spots in his day, and he hated to think that he had dimmed them, even momentarily. *This is a paraphrase because the note is (sadly) in a box right now. Also, I wouldn’t want to write out his exact words without his permission.
I hadn’t been deeply hurt by the perceived offense the day before. I can’t even remember what it was. Even so, this note was/is so special to me. I still have it. I still cherish it. The humility of an adult touched my heart.
