“I wish I could just stop
I know another moment will break my heart
Too many tears
Too many times
Too many years
I’ve cried for you
It’s always the same”
– “From the Edge of the Deep Green Sea”
The Cure

I wrote possibly the longest “apology” that I have ever written in my life today; the e-mail was actually 2,452 words. I can guess that only three paragraphs were devoted to the actual apology. I made that last night. The rest of it was everything I had wanted to say before, but either couldn’t find the words for, or was to scared to say.

The sad thing is that the more friends I tell the story to, it turns out that I’m not exactly at fault. It’s not to say that I didn’t do something that was wrong – but I could be putting my efforts somewhere that they don’t belong.

I once read that you should never shed tears for someone who you know won’t cry over you. I wish my head could overrule my heart. I wish that I could go back 24 hours in time and not make the same mistake again. But I tell myself – people make mistakes. We’re not meant to be perfect. The best I can do is apologize and hope to be forgiven.

Unfortunately, we can’t control when things go bad. Yet somehow it seems harder to be dealing with fallout right before Christmas. Christmas seems like a time when everything should be perfect … or as perfect as it could be.

Is it possible to still believe in Christmas magic, even when you’re 29 years old?

“It was the hope of all we might have been
That filled me with the hope to wish impossible things
But now the sun shines cold
And all the sky is grey
The stars are dimmed by clouds and tears
And all I wish is gone away”

– “To Wish Impossible Things”
The Cure