The value of a face-to-face apology ! - 03/10/10 10:24 PM
Telling the story of my H's face to face apology to OWH <~~~ LINK
I was thinking about this today.
"Why don't more BS's require their wandering spouse to make a face-to-face apology?"
I cannot answer that question.
So, I asked myself a different question.
"Why did I require a face-to-face apology?"
I started to think about the apologies I have made in my life.
When did I begin?
It's difficult to remember the very first apology I made.
But, it was not difficult at all to remember the first memorable apology.
I was in the second grade.
I stole some change that was left in a mail box.
Back in the day, the post office would leave a note saying there was postage due on some piece of mail.
And, the person would place the correct amount due, in the mail box.
I found this "free money" when walking home from school.
My friends and I shared the "booty". We split it 3 ways.
We got ratted out.
My Mother drove me to the house, and made me knock on the door, face my "victim" and hand her the entire amount that was taken (even though I stole a third).
I was genuinely mortified to have to FACE the woman I stole from.
It made a huge impression on me.
As an adult, one of my friend's children stole a very unusual Christmas tree ornament.
I was not 100% sure that the child had taken it.
However, I asked my friend to check her child's room.
And, there it was.
My friend made her child come face to face with me, her victim.
That too made a huge impression on me.
The agony of a face to face apology, is a good lesson.
After we had kids, we discovered our son stole some small trinket from a hobby shop.
Guess what we did?
Yep.
Made our boy go to the owner himself, and hand over the stolen trinket, and apologize.
I imagine, the majority of us were forced, by out parents, to make an apology.
I also imagine, the majority of us have forced our kids to make an apology.
What did we learn?
Why isn't this experience extrapolated into the infidelity experience more often?
I KNOW we cannot "force" an apology from a wayward spouse.
But, we sure as heck can REQUIRE an apology, if the wayward sincerely wants to enjoy our wonderful company ever again.
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Back to my second-grade life of crime.
It was the last day of school, before Easter week !
I knew, I just KNEW, I was going to get nothing for Easter.
I still had high hopes there was an actual Easter Bunny, but I was not at all certain if the Easter Bunny kept a "good & bad" list, similar to Santa.
I did get the usual bounty of Easter goodies.
I was convinced it had something to do with my apology.
I was thinking about this today.
"Why don't more BS's require their wandering spouse to make a face-to-face apology?"
I cannot answer that question.
So, I asked myself a different question.
"Why did I require a face-to-face apology?"
I started to think about the apologies I have made in my life.
When did I begin?
It's difficult to remember the very first apology I made.
But, it was not difficult at all to remember the first memorable apology.
I was in the second grade.
I stole some change that was left in a mail box.
Back in the day, the post office would leave a note saying there was postage due on some piece of mail.
And, the person would place the correct amount due, in the mail box.
I found this "free money" when walking home from school.
My friends and I shared the "booty". We split it 3 ways.
We got ratted out.
My Mother drove me to the house, and made me knock on the door, face my "victim" and hand her the entire amount that was taken (even though I stole a third).
I was genuinely mortified to have to FACE the woman I stole from.
It made a huge impression on me.
As an adult, one of my friend's children stole a very unusual Christmas tree ornament.
I was not 100% sure that the child had taken it.
However, I asked my friend to check her child's room.
And, there it was.
My friend made her child come face to face with me, her victim.
That too made a huge impression on me.
The agony of a face to face apology, is a good lesson.
After we had kids, we discovered our son stole some small trinket from a hobby shop.
Guess what we did?
Yep.
Made our boy go to the owner himself, and hand over the stolen trinket, and apologize.
I imagine, the majority of us were forced, by out parents, to make an apology.
I also imagine, the majority of us have forced our kids to make an apology.
What did we learn?
Why isn't this experience extrapolated into the infidelity experience more often?
I KNOW we cannot "force" an apology from a wayward spouse.
But, we sure as heck can REQUIRE an apology, if the wayward sincerely wants to enjoy our wonderful company ever again.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Back to my second-grade life of crime.
It was the last day of school, before Easter week !
I knew, I just KNEW, I was going to get nothing for Easter.
I still had high hopes there was an actual Easter Bunny, but I was not at all certain if the Easter Bunny kept a "good & bad" list, similar to Santa.
I did get the usual bounty of Easter goodies.
I was convinced it had something to do with my apology.