Apology accepted

I'm grateful for people in my life who are not afraid to say sorry. It's something we teach our kids on a daily (if not hourly) basis. Yet, when we become adults it seems like the words "I'm sorry" are not part of our duty. Like it's better to just sweep everthing under the rug and it'll all go away...eventually. But it doesn't. The dust pile just gets bigger and pretty soon you've got a whole mountain under that rug.

Anyways, grateful for the voicemail I received this morning concerning the mis-perception. My own perception of the situation had been skewed by my feelings and I only heard the hurtful stuff and didn't stick around long enough to hear the "reason" per say. Anyways... enough of that.

I love my kids. Last night Tally said to me "I'm tired of no one believing me. I tell the truth and everyone just thinks I"m lying." Good to know that you're telling the truth my dear. She really is an A+ kid and I couldn't have asked for a better one to be our "leader" to the other kids. I will always defend her and her brother and sisters! Always.