Sunday came. Sunday went. I was reveling in my beautiful weekend, and I forgot to post on Sunday. I apologize to myself. I am really enjoying this daily writing, and I cannot believe I forgot!
I would apologize to my subscribers, but I’m not super-confident that they (one? two?) noticed or cared. If you are in that rare number of tanguera beth followers, then, I’m sorry.
A few days ago, I made a silly grammar error, and since it was a topic we had just reviewed, I was sure all my students were stunned into speechlessness by my gaff. So, I apologized. One of my many sweet 8th graders assured me, “Miss, it’s okay. Everyone is allowed one mistake.”
I replied, “Yikes. I’ve used mine up then?”
He continued, “Miss… You get three. Every day.”
Bless him. And bless my soul, even this “Oops” has a metaphorical lesson: It is okay to forget stuff sometimes. Living and thriving often means forgetting a little thing from time to time.