The best part about family is forgiveness. When I make a mistake, or loose my cool (a messy house is usually the culprit, dang that OCD), these little ones ALWAYS forgive me. And when THEY make mistakes and think they cannot ever recover, never be forgiven, it is so easy and natural to scoop them up and tell them its okay. Because it really IS. It's not good to hurt others. But it happens. It's not nice to yell, to scream. But it's human. And we are human. And we are going to make mistakes. Mistakes will be part of our everyday. And we take a step back, when we cool off, when the lesson is learned and when apologies are said, everything returns back to normal. Back to the way it should be. And we are happy again.
Because family means forgiveness. And family means unconditional. And I am so grateful for that.
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