It took me a long time to learn, and accept, the quote in this image. I spent so long being angry about (insert whatever reason here) that the only person it really hurt was me. I held on to it. I was the one who heard my thoughts. Regardless of how things happened, I found something to be angry about.
Then, last year, I decided I didn’t want to be angry. I wanted to forgive, let go, and move on. And I did this, for many situations, and many people. Forgetting is a different thing, but forgiveness…
While forgiveness can be seen as a gift to the one forgiving, I think it is equally strong for the opposite party. For me, I gained peace, even though it came with a twinge of sadness, unknowing if that forgiveness would ever actually be spoken. But I carried on, and life does what it will, funny as it may be.
I was recently given the opportunity to grasp that hot coal again. I could’ve been angry and hostile, unresponsive, and open up my wounds again. When people say that time mends things, it is truth. Because I didn’t take that road. I listened. I decided to look with new eyes. I decided to take the chance to speak, to reconcile, and to forgive. And I am glad that I did.
I don’t think that forgiveness fixes all of our problems, but it does amazing things for the soul. The forgiver holds a new type of peace unlike any other, and the person being forgiven may clear themselves of any ill-will and doubt.
Don’t poison your own soul and happiness and expect the repercussions to fall elsewhere. Let go, and let it be. Good things come with time, and so does mending. ❤