It is always terribly hard for me to admit that I've made an error. It is especially hard for me to admit it when I know the error can foist some suffering on my husband and children -- innocents who should't have to pay the price for my personal short-comings. And it's even harder for me to admit when this error has been accomplished in miniscule bits and pieces over a long period of time and it's only the cumulative effect that has made me (and others) finally notice my mistake. I so very much wish my life had a rewind button at times like this.

Oh, the agony of unwinding a large, complicated knot of failure!

--Sparki