Some days
Are meant to be
Painful, yet pleasant
For you did your best
In the end
The buck stopped
Right on your big toe
The one that hurt most
Assumptions
Expectations unlimited
In scope and in sizes large
No body really fucking cares
Some days
Are meant to be
Painful, yet pleasant
For you did your best
In the end
The buck stopped
Right on your big toe
The one that hurt most
Assumptions
Expectations unlimited
In scope and in sizes large
No body really fucking cares
It has been a terribly good day today.
First thing in the morning, I did hurt the feelings of a young person. It was after uttering what I did in a moment of frustration that I realized what I had done was wrong. I should have been Smiling and supportive and not threatening and abusive. What had happened could not be undone, so I walked quietly and softly said sorry. And Smile, but the moment was too tense for a Smile back.
It was one of the most disturbing moments.
The rest of the morning was full of good things. There were the Smiles and the rest of the things that go with it. Engaging in positive human relationships that were supportive and encouraging. Conversations that were fruitful and educational. Challenging moments that tested and tried your patience. The adventure of life continued without disruption. In the midst of it all, I was told what to do and what not to do.
The moment to test the gravity of the bitterness I imagined I had caused, came early in the afternoon. I made the call. The conversation was beautiful and full of warmth. There was the space to do justice and right the wrong without a spoken word. That is the beauty of a positive human relationship that is wrapped with a lifelong Smile.
The rest of the day was equally beautiful and continued to be so. For the art of forgiveness is a talent akin to positive human relationships.
It was a terribly good day.