Forgiveness,
It can be quite a word,
Can it not?
It can be given easily sometimes,
Much like candy on Halloween,
When it is for something rather small,
And rather inconsequential.
But when it is for something larger,
For something that cut our hearts apart,
We tend not to give it out as easily,
Like our arms when we need a shot.
Some say a chosen few do not deserve to be forgiven,
That they cannot be let back into your life,
But that is not what forgiveness is.
It is not trusting the person with everything again,
Believing that they won't make the same mistake again,
But it is letting go of the pain,
The anguished memories,
Like helping a dove fly back into the wild,
And moving on with your life.
That is why forgive and forget go well together.
Of course,
It is much easier said than done,
But trying to forgive,
Surely sounds much easier,
And sounds much better,
Than clutching that dead cactus the person gave you,
Its spines sinking into your skin,
For the rest of your life?
So let the pain go,
Either by imagining dropping that cactus,
Again and again,
By going to someone for counsel,
Again and again,
Or whatever works for you,
But let that pain go,
And forgive.
For their sake,
As well as yours.
About the Creator
Rebecca Patton
Ever since discovering Roald Dahl, I wanted to be an author who would delight and move her readers through her stories. I also wrote my debut novel, "Of Demons and Deception" on Amazon.
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Wonderfully-crafted & insightful! Well done!
So true! You could almost say that contrary to its semantic facade, it is a selfish act. It frees the bestower more than the beneficiary.
This resonated more than I expected. I liked how you separated forgiveness from trust, that distinction felt important and real. It gave me something to think about.
I am holding on to sooo many cactus 😅😅 It's just so difficult to forgive and let go. I feel that if I do that, then it's me telling myself that what they did is okay, when it isn't. But I know that is wrong. Hmmm, I hope I eventually learn to forgive
Wonderfully written, Rebecca. Forgiveness is so important. Even if you can’t directly forgive the person - you know in your heart that you’ve forgiven them and you can move on.