Forgiveness is the easy part. Actually letting it go is something else entirely. I’m sure I’ve done many things that need forgiving, and I try to apologize to those who I feel I have wronged… most of the time. Sometimes, I do things that some would feel are wrong, but I make no apology for them. But this entry isn’t about what I’ve done wrong to others, it’s about what’s been done to me that I have had to forgive.
Unfortunately forgiveness doesn’t take away the pain… but somehow puts you more at peace with whatever happened even with the hurt.
Some of the things I forgive… but not forgotten…
I forgive for all the snarky tossed at me by a friend because I know that she is miserable with herself, and misery loves company. I forgive for all the silent treatment, which hurts most of all. I forgive for the jealousies that lead to bitterness towards me, as comparisons are the thieves of joy. I forgive the unforgivable in those I love… because I deserve the peace of letting it go, and because I still want them to be part of my life… none of us are saints and we all make mistakes.
Gramma used to tell me that you haven’t truly forgiven someone if you haven’t forgotten it… that’s the part that I have such a hard time with… I remember, but with sadness, not anger.
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