Here are some thoughts about the phrase, “I’m sorry,” this morning.
- I said that to my sister yesterday, regarding some things I had done in the past. I could tell she thought those words were unnecessary, because this was similar to the look on her face.
(Note: this image comes up in response to the word “bafflement.”)
- I wrote that phrase on Facebook yesterday, in response to an unexpected loss for an old friend.
- My first year at college, I was describing something upsetting that had happened to me, and my roommate, Marcia, said that phrase to me. I was puzzled (never hearing it used that way, before), and I replied, “Why? It’s not your fault.”
- I think I hear women saying that phrase more than I hear men, especially in this situation: negotiating space issues with strangers while walking around in public.
- About a decade ago, in a therapy group, I gave the assignment of keeping track of how often one said that phrase, over the course of one week. (I was later told that was a helpful assignment.)
I’m sorry to have to tell you that I need to end this post.
But first, another Google Image:
(Two thoughts about that photo: (1) I should probably order that card from holycool.net and (2) that reminded me I need to eat some friggin’ thing, NOW.)
Thanks to my sister, to Marcia, to anybody who has ever said, “I’m sorry” (for any reason), and to you, for reading today.
haha — here in Canada, saying, “Sorry” is a national addiction!