At my brothers wake, I stepped outside to get some air. An old flame's brother, who is a recovering alcoholic, came up to me and we were talking. (I had lost a considerable amount of weight)

He said to me, "I just wanted to apologize to you."

I said, "For what?"

He said "For calling you a fat pig back when I was a drunk."

My brother was inside lying in a casket. Somehow this did not seem appropriate to me. I brushed it off and said something like, we all say things...

I told T about this and she said "Sounds like he was making amends, which is one of the Twelve Steps."

I said, "Ya, but at who's expense."