More Than words…

Silence finally greets me tonight so that i may attempt to slumber; But i have to get a few words down here so that they can be remembered.

I remember a very lengthily conversation with Rosina once about saying im sorry. I was very stubborn and refused to say it unless i knew exactly what i was going to be sorry for. it was difficult to convey how i was feeling about it, and in the end we did come up with a decent compromise.

However, my core views on the matter still remain, and tonight im reminded why. I her people say “im sorry” so many times now that the meaning alltogeher is tossed out the window. The words themselves are meaningless to me; just a jumble of sounds uttered from the mouth of people who have no real remorse for the consequences of their actions. They say it as a matter of habit; something they need to say to get out of whatever trouble and avoid any real change or responsibility.

To me the real “sorry” comes with the change, with the change of attitude and behavior that reflects that they really understood what they did wrong. Without that change and the understanding; the words remain just a satirical reminder of their adolescent behavior.