Here’s what we say:
“Forgive me for being human.”
Here’s when we say it:
Only when we’re completely cornered in a moment somehow and can’t figure another way out.
Here’s how we say it:
Sarcastically, well, for the most part.
What do we expect in return for our admission?
Ridicule, scorn, derision, shame, etc., etc., etc., (and that’s just internally)
What if . . .
. . . the reaction we got to our having a human moment and honestly admitting it out loud and clearly was more along the line of:
“Yeah, well, we all are. So, no problem. Alright? How would you like to get on from here . . . you know . . . like we might be friends . . . about all this?”
That might be better, right?
That might work . . . might help…might be worth a try . . . and more than once . . .
And it all begins with honesty
And it all results in connection and closeness
When, with and in our allowing one another to be human . . .
We are learning how to be better as we are being kinder . . .