But it’s a story about forgiveness. “Extreme Forgiveness“, as the piece is called. And here on Bite there’s much learning about that topic. Forgiving our loved ones for leaving us, sometimes with no warning at all.
Forgiving abandonment. Forgiving the nearly unbearable pain of letting go and living on without them when on some days we dream of closing our eyes and joining them instead.
We learn forgiveness of the clock that ticks on, the days that roll by, the months that march without abatement, the turning of one calendar year to the next when our hearts feel as though shredded yesterday.
And then we must say, he died last year…
The world will expect something more of us because of those words, right when we have less. We’re left to forgive what the world doesn’t understand.
I had to learn to forgive myself for sleeping on the job, for not knowing a suicide was in the making. Then I had to learn it was never my job to keep someone else alive.
The learning and the forgiving seem to go on and on, all these years later.
For these reasons maybe this beautiful blog piece on forgiveness resonates even more here than on my story telling blog so I reblog it here as well.
I hope this story will touch you as it did me and if so, please let her know and explore her other writing. A link to “Extreme Forgiveness” is below this piece of her work.