The Bridges We Burn


One thing I inherited from my father was his sense of humor.  He was very dry, and cynical and sarcastic, and I found it down right hysterical for the most part.  This is not to say that my humor IS this way, (well, at times) but more that I find I have acquired the taste for it.

I personally do not like to burn bridges – but have found through the years especially in business and a few friendships that weather unintentional or required I understand and appreciate the term on another level.  To “bridge” the gap that’s been created would require a level of integrity and conversation that both parties would have to be interested in partaking in.

If that’s not an option – I can only hope that the above holds true.  Sometimes a white surrender flag works too.

 

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