I didn't really mean to yell.
But when she gave the bowl of cereal to the baby who immediately turned it upside down sending the lucky charms scattering, the harsh words came out of my mouth.
Condemning words wondering why she didn't know any better.
I felt remorseful immediately.
After getting the baby settled in his high chair with breakfast, I sought out my little girl who was picking up the spilled cereal.
"I shouldn't have yelled at you. I was wrong. Will you forgive me?"
She gave me a teary nod and returned my hug.
And then she finished picking up the cereal and told me a story.
All was right with her world. She forgave me that quick.
In the midst of my "ugly," forgiveness sent a ray of beauty.
It was a wonderful gift to unwrap.