I've never fit the model of a man
some want to see in some of us -- macho,
emotional only in love, anger.
I was raised by a man with good reason
to feel deeply (luckily, he is still
raising me), who modeled (models) for me
the complexities of calm, kind manhood.
I'm not saying he was unique in this; 
I'm saying he was (is) a full-hearted
half of a marriage that sustains me still.
(She will have, deserves, her own poetry.)
Maybe something is found in translation:
Mexicans don't say "I'm sorry." We say
"Lo siento". Literally, "I feel it."
Feel deeply, mean it, y vaya con Dios. 

_{Written in community with VerseLove, a group of mostly educators writing a poem every day of April (National Poetry Month). The prompt for today: Write about forgiveness or saying sorry. Inspired by Octavio Solis “Mexican Apology”.}