Sometimes it is amazing what children can teach you.
It was a mere 4 minutes after my oldest head-butted her little brother. And I mean she head-butted him HARD. Yet, when she came over to apologize after her time-out, he couldn’t wait to hand her the Potato Head he had put together just for her. No hard-feelings. As if it had never happened.
Children live in the now. They forgive and move on.
Why does that become so hard once we become adults?
We let things get under our skin and they eat away at us. Holding grudges, hanging on to how we have been wronged in the past, it takes so much energy out of us. It keeps us from enjoying new blessings.
Honestly, I have been thinking of the importance of forgiveness for a while now.
Sure, I can forgive the little things easily enough, someone forgetting to call, a favorite trinket being broken. It’s those big, I’ll say life-changing, events that I have been struggling with. But lately I have realized just what I’ve been missing out on by holding on to the past. I’m not who I want to be, and it’s time to forgive and move on.
And honestly, I’m a little afraid. I’m talking years that I’ve held on to the hurt. Where do I even start?
And perhaps the hardest part? Forgiving myself as well.