I threw out my back this morning picking up Grant. One of my major struggles is being cheerful when I'm hurt. I was really rude to Grant and snapped at him over and over again. I asked for his forgiveness right afterwards, but this afternoon when I was feeling better I sat down with him and talked to him again.
Me: Grant, I'm so sorry I was unkind to you this morning. Will you forgive me?
Grant: Yes. You forgive me, too?
Me: Aw, yes.
Grant: Thanks...(you say "You're welcome.")
Then he gave me a big kiss. I'm so thankful that he's so quick to forgive and move on. Seems there's a lot I can learn from him.
