This week, I was directly responsible for someone else's misery. I knew, even as the words left my mouth, that I had made a grave error.
So, today I apologized.
I'm trying to curb the nausea I feel in my belly. So I'm going to make a list of the things that are good about this awful situation.
I took responsibility instead of placing blame.
I rejected my fear of confrontation and apologized face to face, instead of sending the easier, and much more woosie, email.
I listened instead of arguing a defense.
I learned a valuable lesson.
I must always remind myself that I am in this world to do good, not harm. I must never lose sight of that. This was a hard, hard reminder.