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    Sorry??

    What does the word even mean An apology that is supposed to be given when felt The word does not erase the feelings That absolute absurdity of it   As a child you were made to say your sorry Looking in that same child's eyes  There...

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    • 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

      • Thank you willow. I meant for it to be short and I don’t know what happened. But I agree with you. If you do not understand why you are saying it. It means nothing.

    • 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

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    The Calling Of The Currents

    Author’s Note:Inspired by “The Call To Adventure”, by JoshBond. To me, the underlying message is to do freedom responsibly. For me, this involves a mindfulness of both the internal and the external. In this poem, Josh incorporates subtle, irregular...

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