{"id":17114,"date":"2018-05-10T02:30:01","date_gmt":"2018-05-10T09:30:01","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ladyslittleloves.com\/?p=17114"},"modified":"2018-12-09T00:27:05","modified_gmt":"2018-12-09T00:27:05","slug":"the-power-of-an-apology","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/livingwithlady.com\/2018\/05\/the-power-of-an-apology.html","title":{"rendered":"The Power of an Apology"},"content":{"rendered":"
For as long as I can remember, I have never been one to hold a grudge. I like to resolve things as quickly as possible because I can’t stand the thought of someone being upset with me and I don’t like being upset with others, either. I will even oftentimes apologize, even when I am not in the wrong. (At least I<\/em> don’t think I am in the wrong. Ha! Kidding.)<\/p>\n I would rather things be at peace than be right.<\/p>\n As a parent, this can be extremely frustrating because our little people don’t always make the best decisions and aren’t always rational, either.<\/p>\n The other morning my daughter happened to look in her lunch right as I was sending her and her brother out the door to catch the bus, and she didn’t like what she saw. She then proceeded to begin walking toward the kitchen to change a few things out, which I promptly prevented her from doing being the bus was coming in a few minutes. This didn’t go well and resulted in both of us using raised voices and becoming extremely frustrated with one another. With maybe two minutes until the bus was to arrive, I frustratingly urged my daughter to get out the door and through tear-stained cheeks and a hood over her head she ran toward the bus stop and I immediately regretted the way that went down. I wanted to run after her. But it was too late.<\/p>\n I went on with my morning, distraught, and felt so guilty about what had happened that I called her school. I knew she wasn’t there yet, but I didn’t want her to start her day on the wrong foot and I just imagined her whole day being ruined because of our encounter.<\/p>\n The school secretary answered, and before I knew it I was crying to this sweet person telling her that my daughter and I didn’t have a good morning and how badly I felt, and I asked her if there was any way she could send a note down to her classroom for her to read once she arrived.<\/p>\n This sweet secretary felt<\/em> the hurt in my voice and asked if I would like my daughter to call me once she arrived in class and I eagerly jumped at the suggestion.<\/p>\n About twenty minutes later, my phone rang and my daughter’s meek\u00a0voice was on the other end. I began by apologizing to my daughter for what had happened that morning and asked if we could “start over,” which is something we ask each other if one of us doesn’t like how things are going. She agreed and I could feel a weight lift off of her, and then she apologized, too.<\/p>\n I then made it clear that from now on she would be packing her own lunch the night before to prevent this sort of thing from happening again, and she agreed to that as well. We exchanged loving words, wished we could hug each other through the phone, and then\u00a0we both hung up.<\/p>\n Wiping my own tears from my cheeks, I now felt better knowing her day wouldn’t be ruined, and that I too could rest-assured all was well.<\/p>\n I think apologizing to your children shows them how important it is to apologize to someone else, even when it’s not easy to do. Oftentimes it’s difficult admitting any wrongdoing, but mustering up the courage to do so shows sincerity, humility,\u00a0and a solid heart, and these are all qualities I wish to instill in our children.<\/p>\n When I find myself apologizing to our kids, I get down on their level, make sure they are looking into my eyes, touch their shoulders or hold their hands, and I say I am sorry. I might be sorry for losing my temper. I might be sorry for raising my voice. Or I might be sorry for not returning a paper to school on time. Whatever it may be, I think this process shows them that parents too mess up sometimes and that even as adults, we need to apologize. And as morbid as it sounds, what if that encounter was the last time? As a person who has experienced having a “last time” as a child, I am thankful my last memories were positive ones.<\/p>\n As a friend recently expressed, her fears of a school shooting happening are very present, and she never lets her children leave the house without things being okay. And as sad as it sounds, I completely understand her fears of this since our world isn’t getting any safer.<\/p>\n It doesn’t matter if you’re late. It doesn’t matter if they miss the bus. Stop, apologize, and make peace.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n I think it’s more important to apologize than to be right.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" For as long as I can remember, I have never been one to hold a grudge. I like to resolve things as quickly as possible because I can’t stand the thought of someone being upset with me and I don’t like being upset with others, either. I will even oftentimes apologize, even when I am […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":17123,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"nf_dc_page":"","om_disable_all_campaigns":false,"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-17114","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-life"],"yoast_head":"\n