Today, I broke my promise to my son.
I promised him to take a leave and pick him up from school but I could not make it. I chose to go to the office for an urgent meeting (which I am sure nobody dies if I skipped it anyway) and I forgot to delegate someone to pick him up. So there he was, neglected for almost one and a half hours until his teacher called me. This is what he told me when I called him.
"I am not mad at you, it is just I was very hungry thank God someone gave me fried chicken. Miss Yanti gave me, it tasted very good."
What makes the feeling even worst is, that I did not try hard enough to make my promise. I should have done, I could have done, but I did not. It is hard to forgive yourself when you did not try hard enough, isn't it?

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