Life becomes easier when you learn to accept an apology you never got.
A life spent making mistakes is not only more honorable, but more useful than a life spent doing nothing. George Bernard Shaw
Wake up each morning with the thought that something wonderful is about to happen.
Your heart always knows the right way to live.
Holding a grudge is like letting someone else live rent-free in your head.
Showing posts with label Apology. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Apology. Show all posts
Wednesday, August 29, 2012
Sunday, March 22, 2009
So late you're absent!
Oh boy. Sarah Palin again. Like a bad penny, you keep turning up. You're so late you're absent. President Obama recognized his mistake and apologized about the remark he made. And since when does the pot call the kettle black, pun intended? You certainly are not umblemished. Neither is your family. Clean up your own backyard before trying to clean up someone else's.
Saturday, February 7, 2009
Lets follow this example
African American Congressman John Lewis of Atlanta recently met with the White man, Elwin Wilson, who attacked him in 1961 during a protest when Lewis was a young civil rights leader. The confrontation took place at a bus station in South Carolina. Wilson apologized and he and Lewis embraced. Lewis said Wilson was the first person involved in attacks against him during that turbulent time to apologize and he offered forgiveness without hesitation.
I thought this was worthy of mentioning because I grew up in North Carolina during the sit-ins at places like Woolworth's 5 & 10. I also remember the hot waiting rooms for "Colored people" in bus and train stations (no fans), colored signs over water fountains (water was not cold if it worked at all), bathrooms, etc. And the entrance to the movie theater that was on a side street, around the corner from the main street white entrance, that lead to a small balcony. I was quite aware of racism as I grew up in the south and in New York. I had to remember which part of the country I was in and make the adjustment. Up north, I sat wherever I wanted on the bus; below Washington, DC, I sat in the back. In a store that serviced white and Black patrons, I had to wait until the white person was waited on first though I may have been first at the counter. I decided to leave NC after completing the 9th grade because I knew my New York state of mind would get me hung.
I am happy that this reconciliation occurred and hope others of all races follow suit.
I thought this was worthy of mentioning because I grew up in North Carolina during the sit-ins at places like Woolworth's 5 & 10. I also remember the hot waiting rooms for "Colored people" in bus and train stations (no fans), colored signs over water fountains (water was not cold if it worked at all), bathrooms, etc. And the entrance to the movie theater that was on a side street, around the corner from the main street white entrance, that lead to a small balcony. I was quite aware of racism as I grew up in the south and in New York. I had to remember which part of the country I was in and make the adjustment. Up north, I sat wherever I wanted on the bus; below Washington, DC, I sat in the back. In a store that serviced white and Black patrons, I had to wait until the white person was waited on first though I may have been first at the counter. I decided to leave NC after completing the 9th grade because I knew my New York state of mind would get me hung.
I am happy that this reconciliation occurred and hope others of all races follow suit.
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