Apology
Apologies are often given. Some are better than others. Some are more sincere than others. There are even times when the apology is so poorly done, it’s as bad as the offense. But every now and then, when it is done well, the effect is profound. One cannot underestimate the power of apology.
I have been absent from Twitter much of last week due to my workload and family commitments. But I came back to find that an interesting discussion took place. Clearly, there was a debate about the value of Social Media. While I am curious about that conversation, I am more intrigued by the recent post MarcDavison wrote.
I am so moved by the dignity in Davison’s post. It’s simple and incredibly gracious. But what caused me to really pause was the willingness to say something so uncommon that I can’t really recall the last time I heard someone utter it. I certainly have not seen it in such a public forum in a very long time.
I Was Wrong
Those simple words, ‘I was wrong,’ are rarely articulated. And often when they are, it’s immediately followed by the one word that negates it all – ‘but’.
That quality, that willingness to do what has become so rare, an unqualified admission, is one that I greatly admire and do not always possess myself. I’m not entirely surprised to see Marc’s post came on the heels of a long conversation with a man that I believe is an example of that type of integrity, Bill Lublin.
You both have my respect and admiration.
