Sorries Started in the Stroller

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I’m an apologizer. Always have been always will be.  

My sister is equally apologetic. I believe it may be genetic, since we come from a long line of them. 

In fact, my first full sentence as a wee one was, “I sowwy, Mommy.” I think it was for being such a heavy sack for her to have to haul around. I was quite a little pudge---I digress.

It’s tough to determine on which side of the family it originates because my considerate, wonderful Mom is so kind and gentle and offers apologies often, especially to soothe, encourage or support. #MomsASaint 

So it may come from me Irish side, dontcha know.

Then again, my little Nonna was forever laying a hand on her chest and uttering “Scusi!” for just about everything or saying in her adorably accented way: “I’ma so sorry!” #IMissYouNonna 

​Perhaps it’s those Italian roots that are so repentant?

Hmm. 

Help me trace the sorry source in this Sunday's column:

"Sorries Started in the Stroller"

And I apologize for making y'all wait 'til then.

Wink.

Ps 23:1-3a, 4, 5, 6 R. (1) The Lord is my shepherd; there is nothing I shall want. The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want. In verdant pastures he gives me repose; Beside restful waters he leads me; he refreshes my soul. Even though I walk in the dark valley I fear no evil; for you are at my side With your rod and your staff  that give me courage.  You spread the table before me in the sight of my foes; You anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows. Only goodness and kindness follow me all the days of my life; And I shall dwell in the house of the LORD for years to come. Verse Before the Gospel Mt 16:18 You are Peter, and upon this rock I will build my Church; the gates of the netherworld shall not prevail against it.

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