Forgiveness means peace, and my current life is too busy to hold malice for all the negativity spewed my way. Forgiveness means power. Growing up meant me abandoning the exhausting notion of harboring resentful feelings. I choose not to let any situation hold my thoughts or sanity hostage.
Forgetting? That’s a different story. I don’t know if this is a woman thing or a man thing, but my memory is incredible. I remember everything–both good and bad, especially those involving the opposite sex. There are a handful of moments I would love to forget. Hell, I’m not ashamed to say that I have regrets.
Truth is, the brain is a memory box that can’t be unlocked. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to forget things that have happened to me, but forgiveness makes the journey a lot easier.
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