When you mean it, I'll believe it. When you text it, I'll delete it.

Growing up under the various circumstances surrounding my family are nothing new to many kids. Alot of kids had it much worse off than I did. And I know divorce happens all of the time. And I get that families don't always stay together.

But there are things I will never stand for when I start my own family. My husband will never speak to me or our children with disrespect. I understand people become angry and yell, but there is a difference between anger and disrespect. I never want my children to ever feel the way I did yesterday.

I am varied in the types of guys I have dated and my dating history speaks as a testament to that. I have a certain list of qualities I look for, but they aren't set in stone and I have never placed importance on most of them because they are frivolous and more like wants rather than needs. But one thing that is of the absolute most importance is the ability of the man I am with forever to be able to admit he is wrong, apologize for it, and be respectful. So far, only one man has demonstrated this to me. And I say man, because those incapable of admitting wrongs are incapable of being called men.

Women have their faults, too. And I am not trying to be sexist here. But I am one of the most prideful people I know. And yet, whenever I am at fault, I always make sure that I recognize it and apologize for it. I try to not disrespect anybody to make them below me. And if I have, I apologize for it here, publically.

I have never understood what is so hard about sincerely saying the three words "I am sorry." I think the ability of one to utter these words is absolutely the mark of maturity. Because the more mature you become, the more you realize your imperfection. And I am by no means at the height of maturity nor are most people I know. And maybe it is the childhood I have had that has brought me continually to the point where I understand the importance and worth of an apology spoken sincerely. So I guess what I am saying is, if one good thing came from all that bad, it is the fact that I recognize my imperfection and refuse to put on airs for others. When I am wrong, I say I am sorry. And that's really all one can do.