Please forgive me, dear readers, for writing another post about forgiveness.
Last night’s therapy group was about forgiveness. I hope you can forgive my messy handwriting on the white board:
Forgive me for asking: how would you answer those questions?
People last night had a lot to say about forgiveness. I said that I found it easier to forgive others than to forgive myself. Here and now, I forgive myself for taking only one other photo yesterday.
I wonder if the New Yorkers reading this post can forgive me for being a life-long Boston Red Sox fan.
Earlier this week, my therapist, George, suggested that I write down hurtful things people have done to me so that I can work on really letting them go. I believe that George was talking to me about the healing power of forgiveness — of my self and of others.
I’ll forgive you if you don’t leave a comment, but I might not forgive myself if I didn’t ask that you do.
Thanks to all who helped me create this post about forgiveness and — of course! — to you, for the forgiveness you bring.