I love to write and it is the one way that I know how to begin to express myself without regret, for the most part.
After pondering the implications of being absolutely truthful I find it a necessity to say what I think at this time in my life.
You see, I am just now beginning to understand healing and what it is I need to do for myself to mend the broken pieces that are repairable and to discard the ones that are not.
Just shy of two years ago my life as I knew it spun out of control..a whirlwind of intense emotion and pain that I never knew was possible in my lifetime.
My mind forgot how to rationalize, my body lost all sense of feeling..only knowing numbness. My spirit was ripped in half and my soul slowly died as each minute passed.
The two people most dearest to me betrayed me in every sense of the word.
In essence..the trusting, loving, forgiving me would never be the same again.
As I take the time to reflect on the past I realize it is time for a sort of “comming to terms” moment.
Painful things can and will most certainly happen that you, yourself have no control over.. I have discovered that’s just a part of life.
At this point, forgiving myself for not being able to readily forgive others is the first step. Then understanding that it’s ok and part of the grief process to find your own pace.
And finally, knowing, really knowing, it is safe to trust another is the ultimate test for me.
There are those I called “friend” who decided that I was, for whatever reason, not worthy of forgiveness. And then there are FRIENDS that know me well enough to understand that I am human, not perfect by far, just like themselves.
I just needed time and patience. I still do.
But what a gift..to give someone your precious time to let you heal in your own way, without judgement, without expectation.
“Forgiveness is a virtue of the brave” (INDIRA GANDHI)
Today I choose to be brave…