lately i've been doing a lot of thinking about forgiveness.
about the old saying "forgive and forget." i've always been someone
who says, "i can forgive, but i can't forget." i guess i meant that
sincerely. yes, i can hold a grudge, but i can -- and have -- forgiven many
trespasses in my time.
i always explained my reluctance to forget as being
self-preservation. in line with the old "fool me once, shame on you, fool
me twice, shame on me" sort of thing. i guess my theory was that, by
remembering, i would somehow protect myself from being hurt again in the future
by a similar situation, or by the same person.
but i'm starting to think that forgiving without forgetting
isn't really forgiving at all. you never really let it go. it's always there,
just below the surface, whispering in your ear, waiting....waiting.
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