I remember my grandma used to sit down and talk quietly with us when we did something we shouldn’t have. She’d explain how our actions hurt someone else, how it made them feel and asked how we would feel if it was done to us. She wanted to be sure we understood the repercussions of our actions, no automatic apology was expected. She knew we needed to feel it for it to really matter. I don’t think a lot of people take the time to do that these days. It’s just a reflexive “say you’re sorry” to the child without explanation. Doesn’t mean much that way. And then it perpetuates longevity for the behavior. This is a solid “got away from me ” piece

Terrific write Fia.

Sorry is only one of the many words that leave our lips without any real truth or understanding.

good observational write. Well described. It is worth saving and recalling this write, for others too. A mantra to be wary of false words, including apologies.

Powerfully penned, Fia. Another excellent musing my friend. Amazing observation as always. Nicely done. Appreciate you, Cuz.

Damian

Chère L.,
Yes yes yes, amen to that.
It confirms our attraction to each other, our love, our being human, everything and than some.
And you wrote it in the best possible way.
I love it a lot.
Kind regards, Gus

Standing up applauding this. I agree whole heartily. Bravo

Thank you 😊

Beautifully penned, Lizz. Such a passionate write my friend. Nicely done. Appreciate you.

Damian

The physical is 10%, but the real satisfaction is the 90% mental connection.

The last line lands in a way that makes you want to reread this again, and let it linger. This caught my breath.

This reads almost like an invocation, a chant of summoning. Much enjoyed this. As Brandon said, it invites rereading 🧡

Powerfully penned, Brenda. Excellent write with dark undertones my friend. I concur with Willow and Brandon. Amazing read. Appreciate you.

Damian