Monday, November 27, 2006
I couldn't sleep because the decaying furnace in our new old home rattles like Elvis on the toilet. So, I checked my email.

A young woman sent me a note. She had been informed by a friend that her name had popped up on Google and it was my blog that had referenced her. The blog posting was about a time in high school when I felt attacked by her and everyone else that was pretty and popular. In her email to me, she apologized for a particular incident even though she did not remember it occurring. In all honesty, I may have made her the mascot for some of my high school woes. I can not be certain it was her that made that particular day difficult for me. All I am sure of is that words have consequences. She read the post and felt terribly sorry for that memory I had of her. And I feel terribly sorry for making her into the whipping girl. I have been searching through my archives to find the particular post and cannot locate it, so I am offering up my humblest apologies and hope that she is able to forgive me, and I am able to learn from this experience. None of us deserve to be made into monsters. This young lady is far from a monster--she is obviously brave and has a lot of integrity to address the issue with a crazy woman who has a big mouth and a left over anxiety about high school.

Perhaps, it is time for me to let go of those demons of high school and just know: we all grow up. I'm very sorry for what I've said about this person. I do hope she forgives me, and just as soon as I can find the archived post, I'll change it or erase it or whatever I need to do in order to rectify this portrait of a person I hardly ever knew.

It's rather humbling, and rather good to know that people are ultimately kind and evolving souls.
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