Whew! Those three words are sometimes the hardest words I have ever uttered.
I use to hate to admit when I was wrong. I was a “woman, hear me roar” kind of gal, and I never liked saying that I was sorry. Ask my husband of almost 35 years.
But something changed all that. One of those life incidents that forever changes a lot about a girl’s life. I had kids. Continue reading Simple Apology