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Making Amends

To those of you, who recognize my picture and feel anger or pain, please forgive me. To those that have been hurt by the cruelty of my youth, the callousness of my arrogance or by my thoughtlessness, I am sorry.

Many times, I have reflected on the past and wished for ways to “take it all back”. Life is too precious to be inflicting unnecessary pain, especially when it’s not my life to spoil!

If you know me and I have offended you, give me a chance to do the right thing. Please, leave a message in “comments” and give me a chance to try to make things right.

Comments

Anonymous said…
Some friends come and go then there is always a friend that stands by your side though thick and thin,never lose contact with that friend,because that kind of friend will never judge you,will always be glad to hear from you no matter how long it has been since you both spoke to each other.
some friends come and go
others leave foot prints on your heart.......BLESSED BE
2:10 AM
Anonymous said…
I was pushed to the side,
I gleam our friendship with much pride,
I was there for you not just for a ride,
everything seem to be going fine,
I still wonder why the strife,
Why was I pushed to the side.
9:25 PM
Ivey said…
I am not a perfect person. There are some friendships that ask more of me than I am willing to give. Although I generally like people, the expectations of some are too stressful for me to meet, and my emotional availability is somewhat limited. So there are times when I simply distance myself from others.

You are a friend, who I would like to invite to Imbolg and share a group cabin with at this year's Celebration of Womanhood. However, my tarot card is that of The Hermit, and an exclusive relationship with anyone is probably not in my Celtic Cross spread.
9:30 AM
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