Forgiveness is a human necessity. It’s not unique to one person. It’s not one always needing it. It’s not one always needing to give it. It’s an every body condition. The latest personal forgiveness hurdle is an
interwoven masterpiece of red haze, rose colored memories, and glass
shards. If it was just me, jumping it by
discarding everything would’ve been a piece of cake. Burn everything and hope it doesn’t start a
wildfire. While most things are gone, the
interlacing of one toxic decision with multiple lives makes the true test of
forgiveness. The wrongs pop up in
memories and that devil of a facebook app.
We were inexplicably and violently banished for menial reasons. A reminder we had little control or say in
this toxic decision which made it even more lethal. So I seethed and burned, tossed. Everything. Then wrong pops out of my child’s mouth for
years as she is still processing how a person could be so selfish and not
consider her at all after six years of closeness. The toxicity seeped into our lives and seemed
inescapable.
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