Thank you so much for your comment. And I agree, my mom played a huge positive role in shaping how this memory played out!

I appreciate that 🙂 Thank you!

I like how you have responded to comments and things as well, you have done a good job. Nice work and thanks. ????

I can relate to your memory as a fourth grader. I feel that you had the weight of guilt on your chest, because you had hurt someone very close to you. The two of you were friends and regardless of any name you called her, she was hurt.

If you take a step back and look at the role your mom played, she is a large piece to your story as well. When we pray to our Heavenly Father for guidance he is there for us, much like your mom was there for you.

Your apology freed you from the guilt that you were feeling, and also amended your relationship with your friend. You not only felt better, but so did she. That is part of repentance. Righting our wrongs and trying harder. You learned a valuable lesson at a young age. You have a great mom too!

Thanks for sharing!

What a beautiful example of repentance!

At 10 years old, it would have been hard to know the best thing to do.

With a wise and loving mother, you did the right thing!

Thank you for that great example!

Hmmmm I’m a little confused by your comment. This is a story of me learning how to repent when I sinned. I saw the size on my friend’s jacket and made a rude comment to her. I was 100% in the wrong. As a 4th grader, when my Mom asked me what I thought I should give my friend to make it all better, writing a note and delivering her favorite treat seemed like the kindest thing I could do in order to show her how sorry I was. I wasn’t “rewarding” her for anything – in fact, suggesting that I incorrectly “rewarded” her implies that I needed to punish her for having any amount of fat on her body, which I certainly hope that no one does. I didn’t “flatter” her. I just apologized for the rude comment that I had made. We stayed absolutely best friends for years to come and even attended BYU together.

For what it’s worth, although I don’t think it should matter, my friend and I have virtually always had the same exact body type. I made this comment based on the size of her jacket alone, because it was larger than the size I wore.

Hopefully that clears up some context for this story!