I have a life long friend named Jeff and we used to pick on each other, many times to tears. As I look back on the incidents for the real reason I picked on him, I can’t think of anything valid other than the fact he was bigger than I and he was what I felt was weaker. This went on for years and I’m pretty sure I never actually said i was sorry. This weekend, he reached out to me and said he was truly sorry.
It takes the bigger man to admit they are wrong and to say sorry. I’m blessed to have Jeff teach me this lesson.
I appreciate him and call him a good friend. YOU ROCK JEFF!