Today, according to the USA National Day Calendar, is the National Day of Forgiveness.
Not knowing this, I coincidentally tweeted this yesterday:
Forgive me for making up the word “Guiltmo,” which means a self-imposed prison of guilt.
Forgive me for hastily creating today’s blog post, as I need to leave soon for my one-day-a-week in-person psychotherapy work at a Boston medical center. Do you see forgiveness in any of my other images for today?
Please forgive me, Daily Bitch, for having a personal chef (my husband Michael). I’m forgiving myself for forgetting to take a picture of the delicious veggie stroganoff he made for us last night.
I find forgiveness in this beautiful music by Beethoven:
How are you going to celebrate this National Day of Forgiveness?
I am grateful for every day I get to celebrate with forgiving people, including YOU.
The Year(s) of Living Non-Judgmentally 
OK, today I wave bye to Guiltmo. Thank you, Ann.
You are most welcome, my forgiving friend.
I’m not sure the new cat has forgiven you for the cone. Lots of lovely photos, though…
She seems very forgiving, which is lovely.
To me, Joan seems to be looking healthier.
Music to my ears, Maureen.
Music in my head right now: “Can you kiss me more”
Please forgive me for not knowing that song!
Your calendar omitted “Debbie’s husband’s birthday” for today.
Please forgive that calendar, and happy belated birthday to your husband!
I see forgiveness in Joan’s pictures/ Have a nice day, Ann
Thanks for another nice comment, Carla.
I hope Harley has forgiven you for bringing Joan into the household.
I hope so too, Chris.
I have forgiven myself for not doing everything I think I can do in a day when it doesn’t get done. life is short
Thanks for this forgiving comment, beth.
Forgiving oneself is often hardest
So true, my friend.
I see that lately ‘letting go’ is used more often than ‘forgiving’.