Have you ever found yourself in the middle of disagreement, spouting hateful words? Words that you know will cut deeply, belittle your opponent, and ensure a verbal victory. Only to have the short-lived elation, turn into regret after the heat of the moment passes. Of course, we can apologize, and we should, but wouldn’t it be better, if we hadn’t said those spiteful things at all. Even if they forgive you, remember, the mind is slow to forget. My husband has a rule: Never say it, unless you mean it. And I can testify he lives by it. In our nearly twelve years of marriage, he has never had to apologize for something he has said. Most people who meet him, comment on how quiet he is. Yet, he’s not shy. Saying exactly what you mean takes thoughtful consideration and self-control. Though I must admit, I still have not mastered this rule. On a few occasions, I have held my tongue rather toss out a pithy retort. It is in these moments, I am most proud of myself. And there is no residue of regret lingering to cut my elation short. Imagine never having to say, “I’m sorry” again.
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