I took it down.
G told me I shouldn’t have. He argued for me to keep it up, but something about it made me want to take it down. So I did. I don’t have words for why. Just that maybe I feel like something I read once “we are our own attorneys when we make a mistake, but quick to be judge when others do” – just felt like I was being too much of an attorney trying explain why when it didn’t matter – even if the accident hurts someone, saying “it was an accident” doesn’t change the fact someone is hurt. Doesn’t undo the hurt.
And saying “sorry” doesn’t undo the guilt and the wish it never happened. It still all happened. Now consequences.