Day 1964: To err is human

Yesterday,  a human I love had the courage to confront me about how I had erred in the past.  Because it’s human to have strong reactions when somebody you respect and care about lets you know they’ve been angry with you for a long time,  I experienced a lot of  feelings during this important discussion. After going through the human feelings of anger,  fear,  guilt, and sadness, we both gladly concluded with hugs, expressions of love, divine forgiveness, and a recommitment to how important we are to each other.

This blogging human wasn’t sure how she was going to write about that experience today.   I hope I’m not erring by sharing yesterday’s photos, here and now.













To err is human and Nirvana may be out of reach, but we can all strive for peace.

Here are two humans singing about an important relationship, for good.

I look forward to the human comments on this post.

As always, I unerringly end with thanks to all, including YOU.


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17 thoughts on “Day 1964: To err is human

  1. This post is divine, Ann.

  2. I love your photos Ann, especially the blossoms on the bench. The wounds of our heart can keep us from finding peace and happiness. I’m so glad you had this conversation to help heal your loved one. It takes courage to listen too 💕🙏💕

  3. This reminds me of a struggle I’ve worked hard to [mostly] overcome these last few years – people pleasing. For a long time I was so afraid of displeasing anyone because I was worried about the “one strike and you’re out” possibility. I would take insults and rudeness and not reply back, and I would go above and beyond to be “nice” to folks, all in an effort to keep their affection. I was afraid of them severing that relationship.
    I’m glad someone chose to speak with you and work things out. It’s humbling. But what I’ve discovered over my efforts is profound. I discovered that those who value the relationship as much as I do would put in the time to talk to me and work through things. Those who held on to anger and didn’t want to put the time in to talk to me obviously weren’t as invested as I was. And it was okay if they left.
    Learning to live with disapproval was a tough but valuable lesson.
    I’m glad you and your friend were able to work through the difficulties. It’s wonderful to know someone cares enough to try, isn’t it?

    • Thank you for this profound and valuable comment. It is wonderful to know that someone cares enough to try.

  4. I appreciate humans who speak, to clear things up, instead of letting things fester, grow and be destroyed. Kudos to all of the humans here.

  5. Barbara Cunio

    cool is so hard to talk about miscommunications

  6. Over time the ocean can move a boulder. It may happen so slowly it doesn’t even seem like a change but in the end we can look back on it and say that it happened for good.

  7. Too many times I’ve left my Andy the Persian kitty’s blood pressure medicine out to go bad – it requires refrigeration. Thursday at dialysis, I had this sick thought: Once again I’d left the medicine out , and it was a brand new, unused $27+ bottle of cat medicine! I stewed and stewed about how I’d once again wasted expensive cat medicine. Then, when I got home, I discovered both the new bottle of milk (yes, I thought I left that out, too!) and the medicine were, indeed, in the refrigerator! To err is human, yet to think you’ve erred when you can’t easily verify an error is pretty human, too. Who hasn’t left the oven on only to think about it after you’ve travelled two days away! (With any .luck, you just think you left it on, but…!)

  8. Thank you for sharing this powerful post. I hope that you do not feel too tattered. Glad the sea is there for you.

  9. Pingback: Day 1966: Memorable lines | The Year(s) of Living Non-Judgmentally

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