Someone asked the Q why name the blog “A Bend in the Lane”. When I was sitting there signing up for the blog, I felt exactly like Anne of Green Gables did at the end of the novel – I didn’t know what the future held, I didn’t know if it would be stormy or quiet seas, thunder or clear skies…all I saw was a bend in the lane. So I stole the title of the last chapter of Anne of Green Gables.
How do you you right old wrongs? There havent been many, fortunately. But the few gnaw, bit by bit, inch by inch, at your peace of mind. They linger and fester. Mock at you. They shant be silenced till you have the courage to go back and right the wrong. Even if the other person(s) has moved on and can scarce remember what you are talking about. I am feeling reckless today. One of my biggest and oldest wrongs was when I refused to walk to the medical shop to fetch my sister pain killers when she was in agony. This was when I was in 6th grade. They say children can be cruel. But I was no child. It cannot be explained away. I still am frightened about my capacity then to be cruel. I have never apologized to my sister. But I have, ever since, tried to never let my sister down. But an apology is long overdue. I am sorry.
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