I'm Sorry

Sometimes we get so caught up waiting for an apology, we forget to ask for forgiveness. There is a certain courage you have to muster, to own up to your mistakes, to own up to the parts of you that may not be so easy to love.. This morning I had to ask someone for forgiveness, and it's scary. It's an apology I've been putting off bc I've had to own up to things I'm not so proud of but I thought what's worse... Feeling the fear and doing it anyways, or having the weight of it crush me every day I don't do it? Having the weight and possible regret of not being promised tomorrow? The death of Prince broke my heart and reminded me that I really don't know how much time I have. That people that come into my life can be gone from one day to the next... What's more important?