Apology

I think we have entered another dimension:  The economy. The earthquake along the east coast. The hurricane with the predicted "100 year storm" looming. And, something closer to home (my home, that is).

A couple of days ago, we receive a plain white envelope in the mail -- addressed to us. We opened it, despite my husband's bad feeling (no thanks to the episode of NCIS that he watched the night before from a DVR recording where the character opened a plague-ridden envelope).

The contents absolutely amazed AND surprised us. It left us with a feeling of wonderment and I have played that feeling over and over in my mind since reading that letter.

I never thought I would blog about this because I have tried to put this sleeping monster in the past where it belongs... Many of you already know that there are a group of men in my town that I consider to be my archenemies. Many were, at one time admired, but due to circumstances that I don't want to rehash right now (circumstances that robbed me of my happy life for at least five years), I lost all respect for and have pretty much shaped the way I feel about local government and my religion. There are times when I have to look away or turn the other direction when I see these people around town because the thought of seeing them still makes me sick to my stomach.

Well, the letter contained almost a full page of an apology by one of the people involved. It has been too long in the works (about 10 years), but I am glad that he was able to do this for us. I don't know that I will ever be able to forget what the actions were or how they made me feel, but at least I will probably be able to look him in the eye now.