Forgiveness

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The message keeps coming to me in conversations – forgive – in books I’m reading – forgive – in a favor for a friend – forgive – in a lecture series I listen to while driving – forgive.

I have forgiven a lot but not all. I’m holding on to a tiny morsel, but why? Why not let it all go, every last piece?

I realized that my anger is my only connection to my mother. My anger is like a rope attaching a row boat to a dock. If I let go of that last shred of anger, all connection to my mother will be gone. The boat will drift away, and I’ll be standing at the shore without her. Continue reading “Forgiveness”

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